Lips kissing his face woke him up from a deep sleep. Pierce opened his eyes and found Rynne standing by the side of the bed wearing the dress from earlier.
"How did you get in here?" he whispered.
She laid a hand to her lips signaling him to be quiet. Reaching behind her, she unzipped the dress; it fell to her feet in a pool of red satin revealing matching panties and no bra. Pierce rose up from his bed in shock. Rynne's body was fantastic with its slim waist and full hips. She was his dream woman come true.
Rynne pushed him back down on the bed as she laid her chest against him. Starting with the tip of the scar, her slim fingers worked their way down until she stopped at his chin.
"These won't bother me, Pierce, but you have to trust me," she whispered, kissing the first scar lightly.
He closed his eyes at the tenderness. She was the first woman to ever kiss his scars and it almost made him cry. Moving over to the other side, Rynne repeated the act.
Grabbing her by waist he flipped her over on his bed, "Don't do that? Aren't you repulsed by them?"
Rynne shook her head, "I'm not bothered at all because they're a part of you, Pierce."
Sliding his fingers into her thick hair, Pierce closed his eyes to kiss Rynne with all the passion he felt, but ended up kissing air.
"It couldn't have been a dream," he whispered, slowly opening his eyes.
Looking around the room he noticed it was night outside and if he guessed it was around two o'clock in the morning.
"Damn, it has been such a long time since I woke up in this condition." Throwing back the covers, Pierce took his muscular body to the bathroom for a cold shower.