Heather's POV:
In the dream, I was back at the swimming pool, but in the dream it was just me and Aemon.
Aemon held a wet me, slowly and eagerly approaching me. Our exhaled breaths rolled hot and intertwined just as they spilled into the air.
I looked at Aemon's thin, water-soaked lips with fascination and felt a pang of longing, as if my lips were on fire right away. But Aemon's speed was so slow that I had to move closer to him, and my curvaceous body was pressed against it.
Finally, I clasped the back of Aemon's head and bit hard on those lips as I eagerly pushed in my tongue, eager for Aemon to settle my fire.
But Aemon's mouth was even hotter. I tried to withdraw, but Aemon's tongue hooked me. I gradually melted into this hot temperature, as if into a puddle of water.
Aemon stoo
