Early Morning Dreams

You're restless. Sweat trickles down your back as you seek oblivion. You're all alone for miles around, so you sleep naked. You get up and go outside. It's very easy, isn't it? You live on a beach, on an isolated little island in the middle of nowhere, with a cute little slider onto the shore in your bedroom. A little dip, perhaps? You sigh in pleasure as your bare feet touch the damp sand. You step into the water, moaning as the cool, slinky water laps sensuously at your thighs. You reach your hands above your head, stretching your body, sighing as an errant breeze perks your n*****s. You feel as if you're being watched. Slowly you turn to see a man. The apex of your desire begins to tingle as you stare at his deliciously chiseled chest, down the smooth expanse of his stomach-and you see a drop of sweat slide slowly down. Your eyes are following-you can't help but notice his tight, narrow hips and unsnapped jeans are riding very low on his waist. As your eyes travel lower, his pants clearly emphasize his enlarged sex. It is obvious he is aroused, and VERY large. Lust begins to pool like liquid heat in your abdomen before you realize that he must of seen you, and you are VERY naked.Tearing your eyes from his delectable, muscular body, you look at his face. A firm, sensual mouth made for pleasure, a strong chin, and thick eyelashes meet your gaze. A set of eyebrows thick and dark, slashed brutally under an unruly mop of thick, tousled blue-black hair, over black, brooding, arrogant, bedroom eyes, that hold a challenge. His big, strong hands clasp behind his naked back as he mockingly gives you the same once over you gave him. One imperious brow lifts. Will you respond to the dare in his eyes?

Author's Note

can you see what i am painting?