Rise and Shine Baby

I swear to you I dream with him every night. I'm not really sure what he looks like, or what he does or what he believes in. I just know he loves me, and oh boy does he love me. I know I might have a delusional expectation of men in out generation, but it can happen right? Ahhh why not.
This is the first entry so a little something... Enjoy

Oh but in my dreams.....

He smells good, his natural odor brings me in. As I wake up in our bed, I can smell his scent on every inch of the pillows. Such a beautiful fragrance. I decide to get up and join him. As I walk to the shower, I slowly take off my clothes, and glance at the mirror to make sure I look decent. "It'll do", I think to myself. I open the door and a mixture of hot steam and body wash pours out. I can see him now.
His broad shoulders and his muscular back. His strong and muscular thighs. His waist leading to his strong but beautiful buttock. Wow. Always so breathtaking. He turns to me, with a smile slowly sprawling across his gorgeous face. Such a strong face, with his full lips and straight teeth. His prominent cheek bones and schizzled chin. And his eyes, his beautiful blue eyes. Now those I could stare at forever.
I love him. I look up at him and I know that my being depends on him. He looks at me like he is thinking the same thing.
"Scrub my back? he says,
"My pleasure",  I reply.
 I take the sponge from his hand, and lather it up. I run my left hand down his spine first, his beautiful skin flawless. After I scrub him, he lets the water rinse him off, he turns to me and touches my cheek.
"Good Morning" I say,
"Hey baby, how did you sleep?"
"Like an angel," I beam at him
"How fitting," he laughs
"What?"
"Nothing"
I throw the sponge at him, "What!?"
He grabs me by the wrist and lays my hangs on his chest, "It's fitting because, as I woke up you were still asleep and I thought you looked like an angel"
"Oh stop it" I blush
"You wanted to know right?"
"That, I did" I say as I slowly run my hands south.
As my hands go lower he pushes me against the shower wall, and I smile.
I look up at him, knowing that my eyes are full of need.
Without hesitation he smoothly runs his hand down my thigh and hitches my leg up to his waist. I run my hands down his arms, feeling the muscle flex beneath my palms. I can no longer take it.
I wrap the other leg on the other side of waist, and he holds me close against the wall.
I kiss him softly and tenderly, taking my time as I slip in my tongue into his mouth. I close my eyes to make sure all my senses are focused on his touch. As he kisses me back he lightly tugs on my lower lip.  Aghhhh I think, he really wants this too right now. His hands are holding me up my my buttock. His hands grabbing me strong. As he frees one hand, he pushes me harder into the wall for more support. His other hand slowly caresses my leg, my thigh, my waist. He then puts his hand on my breast and uses his entire hand to squeeze it. As we kiss I smile, he loves my breasts. He tugs on my nipple and under his touch they obey. I open my eyes and look at him in the eyes. This is my beautiful man. My beautiful husband. As we stare at each other, he slowly enters me. My eyes widen a bit, they always do and he loves the reaction. I wrap my legs harder around his waist so I can feel him deeper inside me. It feels amazing. It always does. This is when I feel whole, when I am complete. He slowly moves his hips back and forth and his hand never frees my breast. My arms are wrapped around neck and I start kissing his chin, his jawline, his neck...
This is my heaven, him being inside me, and his skin touching mine. I stop kissing him and instead rest my forehead on his. Our panting is getting louder and I start moaning. I put one hand on his head and gently tug on his dark brown hair. I love his silky hair. As the familiar tension builds inside of me, I pull his hair with a little more force. He frees my breast and wraps both arms around my waist and squeezes my body. My orgasm is a few seconds away and my body is anxious to greet it,
"Come with me", he whispers in my ear.
And in sync we both find our release.
We stay just like that for a couple minutes, embracing each other and the sensation bestowed on us. As the water continues to pour on us, I attempt to unwrap my legs from around his hips.
"No" he says
"Huh?" I pant back
"This right here, being inside you afterwards. This is amazing" he breathes into my cheek.
He is absolutely right. I love the simple feeling of him inside of me.
"Baby, we have to go to get ready now" I tell him, even though I don't want to move either.
He lets go of my thigh and I unhinge myself from him.

I lay across the bed wrapped in my towel as I watch him standing at his closet door. His towel wrapped around his waist loosely, my mind struggles to stay centered. I am distracted my his abdomen muscle and his V-cut coming down from his hips. That cut drives me insane.
"Like the view?" he shyly smiles at me.
"Oh baby, you know I do"
"Well if you didn't have that huge towel completely covering you..."
My eyes widen as I see him slowly walking towards me.
"No, Peter. Get dressed! You're going to be late to work, again!"  laugh as he stands in front of me.
"So? I'm the boss. I would love for someone to try to say anything."
He pulls his fingers through my hand with one hand, and holds by face with the other hand. I push my cheek into his palm and close  my eyes.
"I love you", he says looking down at me.
I open my eyes and stare up at him.
"I love you too, baby" I smile at him. "Now get dressed!" I playfully push him away.
He laughs and walks back to the closet. His laugh is infectious, it gets me in such a happy mood.
As he makes me breakfast, I sit at one of the benches at the counter looking over a paper I finished last night.
"A+ paper?" he asks.
"More like a B paper, there's something missing I cant think of."
He turns to look at it and laughs, "Your name is missing at the top baby"
"Shut up!" I say and look at it again.
"Fuck, you're right. Wow you can even tell on paper that my head is in the clouds."
I run back to my desk in the living room and open the document to add my name at the top. As I read over everything again, he walks over to my desk with my plate in hand.
"Thank you" I say as I still stare at my laptop.
He puts the plate down and I feel him sit next to me.
I look over at him, and he seems nervous.
"What's wrong?" I ask him.
I wanted to know if you've thought about what we spoke about two nights ago at dinner.
I squint at him, knowing exactly what he's talking about.
"I haven't had much time, with school and all..." I mumble back.
Peter wants to have a baby in the near future. He wants a flesh and bone human being thats half him half me. He is so anxious for this.
I look at him and sigh, "Peter.. I.." and words fail to work with my thoughts.
"Okay, don't say anything yet, just think about it.  We can talk about it later tonight", he says quickly and stands up. I feel bad, this is a topic of conversation that is very touchy for me, but Peter doesn't really know that yet.

He grabs his keys to the car and walks towards me. Peter grabs my chin and kisses me slowly, longer than a usual goodbye kiss. He leaves me slightly breathless as he pulls away. He walks to the door, and as he opens it, he turns around to look at me with his half smile.
"Be ready at 7:30, I'm taking you out to dinner"
"Okaaaaay" I say back with my eyes squinted.
He turns around and shuts the door behind him.
His tone of voice tipped me off. He's up to something. I face my desk again and find a rose laying next to my breakfast plate. Wow he's smooth, I think to myself. Inferring from the last topic of conversation, I knew what he was up to. He was going to change my mind about having a baby. and he wasn't going to play fair.
Humphhh.. two can play that game baby