No. She goes straight to sleep, and wakes up to a surprise...!

Glimmer stirred in her sleep, the sensation of her head being stroked pulling her from restless dreams. She tensed, expecting Two Trick’s cold touch, but her eyes met warm, dark green ones—David’s. A soft summer breeze drifted through an open window, carrying the hum of Neon Shroud’s bustling streets and the scent of sun-warmed asphalt. Sunlight spilled across her bed, bathing the room in a golden glow, a stark contrast to the storm’s icy grip. Glimmer lunged forward, wrapping herself around David, warmth soaking into her core as she held him. She closed her eyes, rubbing her face against his chest as he held her back, the city’s lively pulse flooding the room. There was no doubt in her mind she was late for work, and that people—Paul, probably—had tried calling her.

“H-how’d you find me?” She said frantically as she pushed back and studied him. What an amazing subject to revisit. Glimmer smiled and started to whimper with glee. “Oh, God… David… You look so handsome…”

“You look good, too.” He said, cocking his head down slightly to invite her for a kiss, which she took. They kissed smoothly, the peck was quick and enticing. “Though, I think you looked a bit better in your Pink Heat’s uniform.”

Glimmer laughed against his now-wet lips, shaking her head. “This is so much more comfortable, though.”

David’s hand glides over her mid-thigh where her shorts stop and feels her. “I didn’t say I didn’t like it.”

Her skin rises with gooseflesh; his touch is better than any **** her coworkers have ever offered. The exhale that leaves her mouth turns into a lusty moan. “Don’t you want to talk first? Before we… do this?”

“We’ll have time after,” David murmurs, kissing her neck and pushing her down. “I’ve missed you, Glimmer.”

Her head spins when David says her name. She surrenders entirely because she wants to, not because she has to. She looks up at her lover… David, as she looks down at her. “Christ, you are beautiful,” he grins down at her, brushing her blue hair behind her ear. “You know that, don’t you?”

Glimmer shrugs, knowing that her looks came from genes and God… Or just plain luck. “You’re better,” she muses, reaching for his cheeks. “And I’ve missed you, too… David, oh, my God, I’ve missed you.”

“I’m flattered that I’ve left that much of an impression on you,” David chuckles, leaning forward to kiss her again, but this time he also lifts her tank top over her breasts, already bare and ready for exposure. Glimmer squirms, the heat of his hands over her skin making the moment all the more intense. “Am I making you feel good?”

“Beyond,” she says through a hot breath. “I hope you’re not just going to tease me.”

David leans down and presses his face between her breasts. His voice is muffled when he speaks. “I’ve just… got to make sure this is real.”

Glimmer whimpers, her head spinning more, and she moans his name through a giggle. “What are you doing?”

She feels him inhale and then kiss her mounds, the giggle is swallowed and comes out as a low moan. “David?” She watches him, eyes fixating on his hair as he practically worships her body… She’d seen this before, but it doesn’t differ with him.

When their eyes meet, he just stares. “Glimmer. I love you.”

Her heart beats faster. “I-I love you, too.”

David crawls up and kisses her. Unlike the first, it’s long and passionate, and after a few seconds, it’s his tongue that goes into her mouth. Her toes curl, and her fingers squeeze his ribs. “Baby,” she whispers. “Are we going to make love first thing?”

David nods, lowering himself to kiss her.

“Oh, God…” Glimmer thinks, biting his tongue gently as he mashes his lips against hers. “He’s going to make me cum so fast…”

She grabs his cock by the base and guides me between her legs as they continue to kiss, the wet noises are smooth and intimidating somehow. At this moment, she feels like she’s his and he’s hers, and everyone outside this room doesn’t even exist.

When the kiss breaks, she whispers. “Take me, David.”

He pushes in with a gentle and easy-going thrust and almost does make her unravel, but a stubborn afterthought of “you do this for a living, can’t you hold on a bit longer?” keeps her from cumming.

Looking into his eyes, she knows she won’t last long, so she closes them and focuses how his cock feels inside her pussy, but it doesn’t offer much in endurence. Instead, her body loosens, inviting his cock deeper– as far as it can go.

A little whimper, and then a deep moan. Glimmer holds up and opens her eyes, finding him staring at her still. The color in his gaze is a vibrant green, like he too has augmented vision, and that he’s studying every little bite of it… Like he’s getting to know how fast her heart is beating, so he can match it.

Her eyes water– this is too much… She feels too good. “I’m close,” she swallows, pulling him closer, beckoning him to go faster. Without verbal commands, David nods and does just that. He goes faster, mashing quicker, making her limits meet climax.

“Already?” He teased, leaning down to kiss her neck. “I was the virgin…”

“Shut up,” she chuckles, holding him and spread her legs further, letting him ram-rod deep and proud, fucking her like a wife… like a wife that’s eager for his children. “Keep going… Make me yours. God, please… let me be yours, David.”

Again and again. Thrust after thrust. Their bodies collide in sexual slaps that bounce off the room’s walls, soaking back into their skulls, joining the gentle gasps and moans, the muttered pet names and outright praises. “Handsome,” “beautiful,” “baby,” and “babe.”

Then Glimmer let’s go, feeling herself give way to an amazingly smooth orgasm that makes her tense and let out a pitched gasp. “Dav~id!!!”

The “I” and “D” go raw in his name, and suddenly he’s close, too. The vision of Glimmer on her back, taking his cock as he makes love to her is too much for a man that didn’t get much action, and had withheld release since their first time at Pink Heat.

“I’m close,” he warns. Brushing back her hair, he leaned forward to kiss her again. “I’m about to cum.”

“You don’t have to pull out,” she whispers back, kissing him, too. “Just fill me up. Like we’re married. And that we’re trying for a family.”

David laughs, his lips close to her ear as he starts to go faster. The easy-access of her pussy making him weak with lust, the passenger to his love van. “You’re oddly romantic for a stripper.”

“Stripper,” she thinks and frowns, but she wraps her legs around me and holds me. “You make me feel like someone I’m not… someone better, David… Don’t stop… please, please… don’t stop.”

“I have you, baby,” he promises, kissing her neck again. “I’m…”

He doesn’t have time to finish. Glimmer can feel the sudden warmth flooding her insides. A sensation that she didn’t allow most clients, but David wasn’t just a client… she was someone she loved more than anyone else before him. She whimpers and cries out, unraveling again with him.

She moans his name in tight whispers, digging her nails into his back, unable to contain herself. Verbally, or even physically. Her girly-honey mixes with his white payload, and the cocktail mixes in the womb. For some unknown reason, she hopes her medicine is bypassed and that his seed has taken hold…

Again, Glimimer finds herself crying at the end, and she’s embarrassed by it. Her cheeks go red hot, and finally, she breaks down. “I love you… I love you! I LOVE YOU!”

David muffles her with another unforgettable kiss. “Shut up,” he chuckles, finding her hand and holding it. “I know you love me. There’s no need to convince me of what I already adore about you, Glimmer.”

…

…

Glimmer wakes up in a cold room. She’s covered in sweat, and the windows are still barred. No sunlight or sounds of Neon Shroud come to greet her. Not even Two Trick is inside. Her heart is pounding, but what’s awakened her isn’t nothing. It’s a ringing.

“Incoming call!” the automated voice announces. “Management!”

Glimmer’s face is wet from her tears. The blissful sense of lovemaking with her lover... She blinks and gropes for David, looking for his phantom presence. “Incoming call! Management!”

“Shut up!” Glimmers finally shouts, coming to terms that her dream was taken from her. “P- patch the call in…”

A man’s voice came echoed in her mind when she answered the call, he didn’t even wait for a response. “Glimmer, we’re sending a client over to your apartment building. He’s paid extra, and will be at your place within the hour, so please tidy up your apartment room and get yourself looking good.”

Glimmer’s stomach flipped and she swung her legs off the bed, rubbing her eyes. It was almost noon. Two Trick was no where to be seen, which confused Glimmer for a moment. Her attention was brought the window, sealed tightly with no scent besides her own filling the room. Knowing she was on the line still, she croaked a yawn. “Who… who’s coming over?” Glimmer fidgets, feeling the wetness between her legs has soaked her panties and have started to show through her shorts. The dream replies briefly, but the voice of her boss comes through before she's allowed to linger.