Chapter 23.

My eyes fluttered, my breathing grew heavier and my hands were sweaty. The electricity that flushed through me under Sam’s touch was liberating.

His fingers drew circles on my skin before going further down to my sweatpants. His hand stopped and rested on my thigh, his circle moving up and down over the fabric and his other fingers laying still.

I thought that maybe he’d stop, realizing that this was bad, but a part of me stiffened when he stopped and after a while slumped in dissatisfaction.

I returned to watching the movie whilst also increasingly aware of his hands' placement.

I was beginning to get more and more sucked into the film again, oblivious to everything else, when I felt his fingers digging into my skin, grabbing a hold of my flesh before moving down between my legs and spreading them. I tried pinching them together, but in comparison to Sam, I was as weak as a human.

”This is a dream, this is a dream, it’s nothing but a dream,” I said aloud as I shut my eyes clo