Nina Croft

Hey, she was his fantasy girl. She was supposed to act in an appropriate fantasy-like manner. She wasn__ supposed to look at him as though he was all her nightmares rolled up into one big pile of dog crap that she couldn__ wait to scrape off her sensible shoes. And that was only after she__ finally recognized him__hich had taken far longer than it should have done considering they__ had hot, mind-blowing sex every night for a year...In his dreams.

Is this another fantasy?_ she asked.His gaze lifted to her face. His expression was serious, his usual amusement absent. __o. This is real. This is you and me. Just once, and afterwards I__l leave you alone. I promise I won__ hold you back. Now, I__ going to make love to you, slowly and completely, and you__l never forget the feel of me inside you.

He almost didn__ want to start. He__ been fantasizing about this for so long. What if it was a disappointment? What if he couldn__ make her come? In his fantasies, she__ come for him hard and frequently, usually screaming his name.