A Love lost in a dream like a life once lived.

Calling for help

Mae stares into deep dark green eyes. They looked so familiar to her and she knew this person.

She felt hands on her shoulders that lingered there for a moment. They felt strong and longing as they moved down her arms slowly. These beautiful greens eyes never straying from hers. She felt lost in them the longer she stared.

His hands moved to the middle of her back and down, holding her tightly as he pulled her into his body. Slowly her small frame leaned on his. She could feel every contour of his chest and stomach against hers. His body felt hot to the touch. Finally her eyes shifted to his lips. Small pink lips beneath a broad nose, with a scar that started in the middle of the bridge and fell down onto the start of his cheek.

This scar would only be noticed from up close and she felt it tug at her mind, like she should know how it happened. It did however add to the mysterious lure of his eyes and face.

She reached up with her hand, gently touching her finger tips to the scar and tracing it. She looked in his eyes again and his expression never changed.

He studied her with furrowed brows as if needing something of her. She moved her fingers along the top of his cheek bone and moved to gently cup his face in her hand.

Touching him felt electric, it brought her finger tips to life and her hand felt magnetic when she cupped his face. Only then he moved, leaning his face into her hand and closing his eyes. Enjoying her touch as much as she enjoyed touching.

He grabbed her hand gently and moved it to kiss her palm. His breath felt hot but his lips were smooth and gentle.

She took a sharp breath in and she placed her other hand on his chest. Again feeling the heat of his body under her touch. It felt as if he would burn her up at any moment.

His hand moved now to the back of her neck and she followed his motion leaning her head into it to face up at him. Their faces only inches apart.

He had a sweet fresh earthy smell on him, like cedar wood that got wet after the rain. His scent made her mind dance with fog and her body began to burn for his touch. He leaned his face close to hers and their foreheads touched, he held himself there for a moment.

Taking in her scent too, a soft honey and floral scent, like the fresia flower. Her hands grabbed at the shirt on his chest and if there was any space left she tugged desperately to fill it.

His lips finally came crashing down on hers. Sweet and gentle at first but as they moved together his became more desperate for hers and she answered the desperation. Parting her lips to deepen the kiss. Her heart raced far beyond normal rhythm and she could hear it pounding in her ears.

They both felt like a soothing fire that was slowly molding together as they kissed. Deeper and harder, pushing into one another. She suddenly felt a hard surface at her back and realized she was against a wall and he threatened to crush her with his strength and longing for her.

She wore a thin dress and his hands moved all over her, exploring every nook on her back and then moving to her neck and chest. Her held her with one hand on her thigh, he pulled her leg up to rest around his hip, he towered over her and held her tight just below her breast with the other. They finally parted for a breath and Mae let out a small gasp.

As soon as his lips left hers, she ached for him. And their eyes searched each other frantically. He pushed into her again, his lips crashing down on her with much more force this time. He needed her and she him. Her dress was pulled up as he reached under and grabbed both her thighs. His hands, large and needing as he raised her up along the wall and fixed her to his hips. She wrapped her arms around his neck now as she pushed back with the a small moan as he moved to grab and hold her breast. He slid his thumbs across her n*****s as he cupped them. She felt a fire build between her legs and she could feel him moving against her.

“I need you to come back to me.” She heard him whisper when he broke free of the kiss. His voice was low husky. His eyes cloudy with lust. They held each other’s eyes for a moment, their breathing heavy and quick and hearts pounding. She reached for his lips again and began another kiss, slow and soft, teasing at the entrance of his mouth and he let out a sigh of relief. He carried her never breaking eye contact. She fell with a soft thump onto a bed, pillows blankets and sheet scattered about, felt like she’d fallen into a cloud. He said it again with more desperation. “I need you now.” He pushed his body onto hers and they moved like a wave against each other. Their hands gliding around as his lips and his tongue moved down to her neck, each kiss leaving a trail of heat as he went. “Seth.. you need to help me remember” Mae said through small gasps as his tongue played around the edges of her soft supple breast.

Mae bolted up right into a sitting position. Her covers flying off her in the process. She pulled her one knee up and held her forehead against it for a moment while she calmed her heart and her breathing. “What the hell was that… it felt so real and was he my doctor?” She asked her self as she moved her fingers to comb her hair back out of her face. She looked around the room and seen it was still dark.

She got up and hobbled to her bathroom for a glass of water. When she reached the sink she proceeded to fill a glass. She lifted it to drink and saw her reflection in the mirror, she gasped as she dropped the glass into the sink. Glass shattered all over the sink and sprayed out onto the floor.

Mae stood staring at her reflection in disbelief. On her collar bone just by her shoulder, she could see a purple and pink circular bruise. She fumbled at it with her fingers trying to wipe it away as if it might have gotten put there any other way then someone’s lips. When it didn’t wipe away she let out a loud sigh and went to place her free hand on the rim of the sink to steady herself. “Ouch damn it!” She called out as she hadn’t realized the spray of glass everywhere.

When she grasped the sinks edge she had actually grabbed onto a large piece of the cup that sat facing up with jagged edges.

“Oh shit.. oh no..” she looked down at her now bleeding hand with the thick piece of glass sticking out of it. “Now what do I do?? I can’t pull it out, it’s too big!”

She moved awckwardly out of the bathroom, being sure to avoid anymore glass and grabbed a towel from her room wrapping her hand gently. She then found her phone and a sheet of paper. She dialled the number and waited while it rang.

Mae’s heart suddenly started racing as she began to recall the dream. “ wait, this is a bad idea… wait what time is it?” She whispered to her self as each ring went by. “I’ll just hang up… I’m so stupid.” She panicked and pulled the phone away to hang up, when a low husky voice came through and she stopped.

“Hello……. Hello?” He called twice before silence fell between them. It felt like far too long and neither had hung up. “I uh.. hi..” was all Mae managed to get out.

Seth was quiet on the other end other than hearing his breathing. “ I’m sorry I don’t know why I called so late, that was stupid I’ll just talk to you in the morning!” She said quickly stumbling over her words. “Wait… Mae?” Seth sounded foggy from sleep and he tried to clear his throat. “It’s ok, did something happen?” Are you ok?” He sounded genuinely concerned for her. “Well it’s a bit of a story but I may need some help, I panicked and called you…”

he let out a sigh and she could hear rustling around in the back ground. “ where do you live? I will come right over.” Was all he said without asking any further questions. She hesitated a moment but finally gave him her address. When they both hung up the phone she sighed, still holding the towel to her hand. “You’re an idiot.”

Mae sat for a moment in the silence in her room. The only light was from the bathroom that streamed in across the floor. She let out a yawn while she waited.

Finally after some time she heard a quiet knock on her door and she hobbled from her room to it. She peeked out a crack in the door before fully opening it when she seen his face.

He looked exactly how she’d dreamt of him in her dream. She even noticed the scar this time that she was sure she hadn’t noticed before. She studied over his features, taking in everything she remember from the dream, only confirming in her head how real it had seemed.

Seth watched her in the door way for only a moment, her brows were creased and her eyes foggy from sleep. He studied quickly over her face before his eyes fell onto her hand. A bloody towel wrapped around it while she held it to her stomach.

How’d this girl ever survive on her own. He thought to himself as he fully took her in. She was this tiny average sized women. Long curly messy chestnut hair with these soft light brown honey coloured big round eyes. Her face was small and round, with a button nose, rosey plump cheeks and full dark pink lips. Her lower lip was fuller than her top.

She was wearing a long baggy t shirt that stopped just above her knees. She had removed the sling that held her arm and protected her shoulder. But she had this big bulky cast on her leg that went from her foot and up under the t shirt to her thigh.

He began to move into the apartment before being actually invited in as he felt the bloodied wrapped hand was urgent. He took hold of her arm that had her injured hand and helped lead her into her living room. She stayed quiet the whole time, just watching him as he moved.

He was surprised she hadn’t object to him just pushing his way in. “Are you ok?” He finally asked her as he helped her sit on the couch. He sat down across from her onto the coffee table.

Mae hadn’t said much of anything since opening the door to Seth. He made her feel completely at ease and when she hadn’t invited him in he just took hold of her and guided her back into her apartment and onto the couch.

He done it so quickly that she felt like her mind got left at the door. When they were both seated he finally spoke to her. His voice was so nice and soothing to her. It was a very low husky voice but smooth. This snapped her attention back and she slightly shook her head before looking up at him from the couch.