Morning with a Stranger, after Party

As the morning sun crept into the room, she awoke with a start, her heart racing from the intense dream she'd just had. The stranger's lean frame and hungry eyes still haunted her as she blinked away sleep. She glanced around the unfamiliar surroundings and realized with a jolt that she wasn't alone. The stranger from her dreams was there, shifting nervously in the chair by the bed. His erection strained against his pants, a clear sign of desire despite the awkward silence. As she pulled the sheet up to cover herself, he lunged forward, grabbing her wrist and pulling her roughly onto his lap. His rough stubble scratched against her soft skin as he began to kiss her neck, his hand delving between her legs to seek out her wetness. She moaned, melting into his touch as he pushed two fingers deep inside her, filling her up to the hilt.