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The dream Fighting every second with the shame that I However, but conquering it at every step, I'll tell you what I dreamed last night. you I tell you why you were there, and, sharing something so magical, I feel that those moments are as much yours as mine. I think we were in Mendoza. It must have been a Saturday, or a day when I didn't work, because we got together for breakfast. We had breakfast and talked a lot, we laughed a lot too. We go for a walk, We went for a walk, and you invited me to lunch. "Perfect!" I said, "I know a beautiful place to eat pasta." You smiled, with the mystery and mischief of who something is waiting, something that only you knew about, and you flatly refused, claiming that you already had something in mind. You asked me to trust you, you You put me behind the wheel of MY car (cheeky!) and blindfolded me. I told you no I was ready to go where I imagined you would go, you grabbed my face and You kissed his cheek, practically on the corner of his lips. I think there I knew I had lost the battle, without even fully understanding what battle I was fighting. faced, or why it felt like a battle. You didn't surprise me. You took both my hands and you helped me out of MY car (I can't believe you drove my car). you guided me, first, walking in front of me, taking me by the hands; then walking behind mine, with his hands hugging my waist, breathing on my neck. When I You took off the blindfold, we were in a beautiful loft-type room, with a huge bed, sauna... As I said, you didn't surprise me until then. Me you removed the blindfold from behind. When I opened my eyes, I was facing the bed... I looked down. Then, always from behind, you whispered in my ear: "No Don't worry, that will be later...maybe." There you did surprise me. You turned me around and took me by the hand to another sector of the room, which had some armchairs and a table with stools. you put one letter in my hands, and you said "now, let's eat." You sat down with all the naturalness of the world and you smiled at me. I felt like my cheeks were burning, and My ears were burning... I must have been red as a tomato. I nailed the I looked at the letter, without really being able to read it, then I felt your hand on my chin. You were standing next to me. You made me stop, without stopping to look at me to the eyes. With your index finger you lifted my chin and approached me. you looked at me, while your eyes smiled, you looked at my lips, and you fixed your eyes on me again. mine, then you said "I promise you that nothing will happen that you don't want to happen." happen." Trite phrase, if there is one... but I believed you. We sat down again, and ordered the food, with a trivarietal wine. I'm not a big fan of combinations, but I recognize that It was exquisite. We ate chatting and laughing. Finally, the atmosphere had stopped of being tense. We even had ice cream for dessert! So, you got up, you put music (not the Peronist march, but soft music) and, just like the other day, you invited me to dance. That's where your game began. I took your hand, you took me to the center of the room. You stood still, looking into my eyes. I got lost in your gaze... Everything about her was an invitation and an overflow of tender promises. You didn't move until I was in your arms. Then we started dancing very soft I wanted to lean on your shoulder... you didn't let me! you got me back up chin and told me, almost over my lips, that you didn't want me to stop look at you in no time. Everything in my eyes were questions. All in yours They were answers. You started to caress my back, through the clothes, breathing on my lips... I closed my eyes and raised my head to kiss you... and you came! Then, I understood your demand, I looked into your eyes and I touched your lips. You responded to the kiss tenderly, exploring, knowing, drinking up years of absences, inciting... A sigh escaped me, feeling more and more part of you, more and more close, and more and more inside each other. At that moment, you barely separated from me and You took my hands to the buttons of your shirt, without stopping to look at me. I accepted the task. When I lowered my eyes to your chest, you raised my chin again, to regain eye contact... You weren't going to let me escape. You ended up naked, I don't really know how, or how much I did and how much you did, because in no way moment you let me look away from your eyes and your lips. So you led us to bed, you made me sit down, you bent down and took off my sandals. You laid me down and started unbutton my shirt. You were lying next to me, with a smile on your face. eyes, and with that tenderness of someone who knows he has all the time in the world, and of infinite power to use that time. I trembled like a leaf, and every time who looked away (out of shame) or closed his eyes... you stopped! HE It was becoming a cruel and exquisite torture, but you did not allow me to cut the eye contact. You ran over my body with the tips of your fingers, causing tickling, electricity, tremors... it is almost impossible to describe the magical explosion of sweet and electric sensations that ran between your fingers and my skin. There I got completely lost, I don't remember exactly when I was naked, just like you. Nor how we are in the exact position that you are you wanted to achieve... but you achieved it. I only remember your eyes, which laughed at pleasure. My chest rose and fell, heaving, expectant. Your hands did not lose firmness and pulse at any time. I felt that they were capable of hold up to my soul. Thus, you were left with your back resting on the back of the bed, and me sitting on top of you. Our pleasure centers rubbing, beating, searching. Without stopping looking into my eyes, you told me "Let me enter your world, make me part of you." I looked down at the implicit sexuality in your words, but you met my gaze again, tenderly, lifting my chin..."But stay with me...", you asked. I know filled my eyes with tears, and, losing myself in your eyes, I guided your sex so that You will climb my body. I felt my body beat around your center, hugging you, demanding you. I closed my eyes and my head fell back... You took firmly my hips and you came out of me! I thought I would die. I looked at you, pleadingly... "Stay with me!" you demanded. Finally, I gave myself fully, understanding what you were doing. You entered me, scaling every inch, They returned kilometers in the world of our glances. I marveled at what I saw and I felt, your hands rewarded the fact that I continued looking at you, and guided my hips towards the ecstasy of both. Thus, our bodies exploded, and our Looks became one, in a union that would last forever. We lay down and you held me, taking care of me while The storm of emotions that kept me trembling was passing, after such burst. When I calmed down, my tears bathed your chest. I raised my head, Your eyes smiled, as did your lips (almost more). So I asked you if At no time were you tempted to let yourself go, to free us, and I you said yes, but that you wanted to make love to me body and soul, and that first contact transcended the skin. To free ourselves and let ourselves go, there would be time. So, you closed your eyes, you closed mine, and You gave me the most passionate kiss I've ever been given, demanding, at the same time, the same passion in the answer. I knew something totally different would come, where our eyes would be our hands, and our hands would be every inch of fur... but that's another story.