Warm caresses slid over Corrine’s body and as she opened her eyes, the stranger from the emergency room hovered over her body as she lounged in her bed. His brawny body enveloped her, so all she saw, all she smelled, was him. Their nude bodies slid against one another, and he felt like silk over steel, his smooth skin hiding the massive wall of muscle behind it. A hard staff pressed into her thigh, huge and heavy, ready to impale her forcefully. The man was a giant, taller than most men she knew and an imposing brute, but she sensed there was nothing she should fear from him.

He was gentle, his hands leaving hot trails all over her body. He leaned in to press a kiss to her lips, the taste of his mouth hot and sweet. She moaned as he deepened the kiss and urged her thighs apart to lie within them. She rotated her hips, enjoying the languid friction of their bodies meeting, her wet pussy rubbing against the solid shaft that was bigger than any she’d ever felt.

His large hands encompassed her breasts, squeezing the globes tightly and pinching the peeks. She moaned into him again, her sighs lost against his tongue. He pressed the head of his cock against her slit, urging the plump tip just past the opening to her channel. She arched her body into it, demanding he surge deeper into her sex.

A faint buzzing chimed from her right, and she turned from him to see what it was. He grasped her head in his large palms and kissed her forcefully, making her forget what she’d been doing. The buzzing grew louder and louder, and she wept for its insistence, wanting the bothersome interruption to go away. She turned to her right once more and opened her eyes.

Her alarm clock screamed at her side. Corrine punched the damned thing and nearly knocked it off the bedside table in her frustration. The silence which fell around her afterward was deafening. She wanted to crawl back into her dream world, back into the stranger’s embrace and allow him to fuck her like she’d needed for some time.

Her body still throbbed with need. She lowered her hand between her legs and felt herself wet and ready. Her fingers slipped within her folds, and she sighed, closing her eyes and trying to bring back the images she’d had before she’d been so rudely awakened. Corrine could see the man in her mind’s eye as she rubbed her clit furiously, trying to get her body back into the languid state of sexual bliss.

The alarm clock went off again. Apparently, she’d hit ‘snooze’ instead of ‘off’ in her sleepiness. She smashed the thing once more and checked it for good measure. Dropping back into her bed, she released a scream of frustration and realized the moment had passed. She would find no release this morning.