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Loud children's laughter and old rock music wake me up and when I open my eyes, completely perplexed, I have a direct view of the sea that takes my breath away.

I would recognize this sight immediately anywhere.

The beautiful beach with the even more beautiful sea of Miami. I spent my whole childhood and a lot of my youth here and it was the best time.

But what am I doing here now? I fell asleep on Nate's couch in New York, how did I get here so fast?

I climb out of the large double bed and admire the great room, whose two walls are made of glass and thus illuminate the whole room and with the most beautiful picture there is.

I tie my hair in a bun and then walk around the house which is way too big but still so beautiful and something deep in my chest tells me that no matter what I do here I love it.

When I arrive downstairs at a set breakfast table, the music gets louder and so do the children's laughter.

I slowly enter the kitchen and see a small brown haired boy standing on a stool next to an even smaller blonde girl singing a song together.

Both are only wearing a shirt and leggings, don't show me their faces and when I look to the side, I'm rewarded with the beautiful sight of my panther in jogging pants.

His strong back is covered in claw marks and the fact that that was most likely the cause of those makes my cheeks blush.

What is going on here?

"Good morning, darling. I hope you slept well." Nate's deep, grating voice suddenly sounds and I look at him in surprise.

A wide smile that reaches even the deepest depths of his eyes caresses his lips, while his beard has grown much longer, making him even more attractive.

"Yes, I did." I mumble and before I can even ask him what's happening, he pulls me to his bare, warm chest and starts kissing me addictively.

The kiss doesn't last long and he quickly lets go of me, but pinches my bottom and briefly rubs his erection against my stomach, turning me on to the core before turning back to the coffee.

I discover tattoos on his arm and, more than surprised, I touch the cursive writing on his skin.

"Everytime she is looking in my eyes, it is like an angel is smiling at me."

I blink away the tears in the corners of my eyes before touching the writing on his chest.

On his left collarbone is the name "Aria", right in the middle of his chest in the same script "Wolf" and on his right "Aaliyah". Totally fascinated and a bit surprised that Nate even has tattoos, I look into his green eyes and I get a tender kiss on the forehead.

"I'll go and get the little princess. Wolf, help your sister go downstairs and get the apple juice from the fridge.", he says and strokes my forehead before he disappears upstairs.

My eyes watch as the boy, who looks identical to my brother, slowly helps the little girl off her stool and then he disappears.

I get the opportunity to admire the beauty of the little one and when she comes towards me smiling, her green eyes shining, I recognize her dad's smile, which blows my mind completely.

"Good morning, Mummy," she says, giving me an addictive kiss on the nose that sends goosebumps down my arms.

"Morning, my lily," I reply, the words leaving my lips on their own.

Her giggles resonate in my ears and I've never heard anything more beautiful.

"Morning, Mum," comes the boy's voice now, and when I look into his eyes, it's as if I'm looking at the joie de vivre myself.

"Good morning, my angel," I say and sigh and kiss his forehead before I get up and take the two of them to their places at the table.

The two begin to sing along to Elvis Presley's song that fills the room, and the next moment my husband enters the room, holding a small, fat and also beautiful girl with bright blue eyes.

He kisses her all over and she giggles loudly, kicks her fat little legs and smacks her dad on the head over and over again.

Nate places the little one in her chair between us and buckles her in before placing several strawberries and slices of banana in front of her and a bottle of apple juice next to her.

The fact that Nate is such an amazing dad is the reason I haven't been able to stop smiling for minutes.

Is it really possible that one day I'll have such a beautiful life?

A beautiful house, three unique angels and the man of my dreams by my side as my husband.

That dream seems so far away and I don't want to wake up, not now that I'm enjoying the sight of a perfectly happy Nate.

"I love you Nate," I say, looking at him.

His eyes light up and immediately he smiles softly again and seems to be high on happiness. It reflects my inner feelings one to one.

"And I love you, Sophia," he replies, kissing my hand and then continuing to eat.

I take a deep breath before glancing at the children, who are even more beautiful than they already are because of the happiness and love they radiate.

Wolf explains to his little sister the easiest way to open the juice pack and the little sister listens attentively while her blond hair keeps falling in her face.

Without realizing it, I'm suddenly lying on the terrace in Nate's arms while the sound of the sea and slow music fill my ears.

Warm and totally strong, every single muscle in Nate conforms to my body and it's like we're one.

I look up at him and when his eyes find mine, he strokes my lips with a sigh.

"I'm so glad to have you, Sophia. Without you, I would be dead today and not the father of three wonderful children and I would not have had the honor of becoming your husband. Thank you for everything," he breathes, confused our lips hooked to each other.

Ever hungrier he lunges at me and just as he's about to make me cum just by rubbing his cock, I wake from my dream.

Reality hits me like a slap in the face and it's not pretty.

The dream was so real and it seemed so perfect.

What wouldn't I do to make it really happen one day.

My eyes wander to the window and I see the beautiful sunrise.

Apparently I didn't sleep more than three hours. Well that can be something.

I get off the couch and pull my sweater off on my way to Nate's room, simply because it's getting too warm.

The thought of having to tell Nate about this dream just doesn't let me down, so I quietly open the door to his room.

His gorgeous body is wrapped in the white sheets and yet his entire muscular back is exposed.

With quiet steps I go to him and sit down next to my panther before I slowly start to run my fingers through his hair.

He stirs immediately, buries his face in a pillow, and slides his hand down my bare thigh.

"It's a little early, don't you think?" he asks, his voice even rougher and wicked than it already is due to the morning.

The bass vibrates deep in my chest and I enjoy every single sound wave.

"I had a dream," I reply, watching Nate first stretch and then very slowly lay on his back.

Without hesitation, I crawl onto his body and longingly stroke my hands over his bare chest.

Hard and big, his massive erection nestles against my wet sex, which offers no barrier between Nate's naked cock and my vagina other than the fabric of the panties I'm wearing.

My hips move slowly but instinctively against his penis, feeling its throbbing in my bones.

"Well then, tell me about your dream." He says and licks his lips, which makes me moan softly.

I've been longing for this for days and I'm enjoying every second.

My eyes slide into his and when I see the desire in them I swallow but start talking anyway.

It's like reliving it all as I tell Nate about my dream and the smile on my lips just won't go away, the illusion of my subconscious was too good.

When I've finished, Nahe just nods, stares at me for a long time and makes my hips stop.

"What was the best thing about this dream?" he asks thoughtfully.

"We were happy. So damn happy," I reply, swallowing.

"And are you happy right now, Sophia?", "No, Nate, I'm not and neither are you." I say while my fingers trace the contours of his distinctive features.

"I'll do anything for you to have this life and be happy with me. I just need your help because until recently I was a man who didn't need anyone and didn't know what happiness really means to him. You have to give me Giving time and multiple chances because even though I'm rich I have no idea how this works. I will do it for you my angel. For us. You deserve to be happy and I will try everything in my power to to achieve that, just give me time," he says, and towards the end he then pulls my panties aside to slide his fingers inside me.

"As long as you don't give up on us, you'll get all the time in the world from me." I breathe, moaning, and start riding his fingers.

"I love you," he breathes and sits up before taking out his fingers, spreading my juice over my lips and then sucking on them addictively.

"I love you," I reply, totally intoxicated, and when he slowly lifts me up and then lowers me onto him, I cry out briefly.

It's in moments like this that I realize how well the close is decorated and how narrow my sex is.

I grab onto his shoulders and begin to move my hips with difficulty.

"Fuck me darling, show me how nice you can ride me.", he whispers in my ear and his rough voice encourages me.

Nate's hand slips between us and I watch him seek my clit, find it, and then start massaging it mercilessly until I really scream louder and louder before long.

My body heaves on Nate's massive erection and I sob because it's so big it reaches that one point deep within my womanhood that just lurks just over the limit and seems so damn dangerous.

I can feel my stomach becoming more and more cramped and I notice how the orgasm is making its way along my spine.

As Nate puts his lips on mine, while rolling my right nipple in his fingers, I jump over the cliff, sobbing.

My whole body tenses and the orgasm seems endless and so wonderful.

Out of breath and with a dreamy smile on my lips I let my head fall against his shoulders and as he pulls himself out of me I know we're not quite done yet.

Nate turns us around and sits up right over my stomach so his penis is level with my breasts.

Before I can ask anything, he starts rubbing his hard cock on my ample tits and gets me going again.

Its wet tip slides against my tiny nipple while I massage it with my hand with relish.

I blow a kiss on his tip and just then he erupts in a massive jet; distributes his ejaculate on my breasts, lips and stomach.

After I smiled and licked his cum from my mouth, he lays on top of me and buries his face in the hollow of my neck, making the whole moment even more intimate than it already is.