Semua Bab FILTHY DREAMS: Bab 41 - Bab 50

"Just a good old-fashioned game of truth or dare," Jeremiah says. "But men vs. women. What one of us guys does, we all have to do. Same for the ladies."We all agree and end up in the TV room. Law pulls over the ottoman for a glass bowl Jeremiah puts down on it."Everybody write down one truth you'd want to know, and a dare on the other side," Jeremiah explains. "Whatever one you pick out, you have to do, or answer. No re-dos."I take the piece of paper and pen that's offered and write on both sides, fold it and put it in the bowl."Alright, ladies first," Ezekiel says."Normally that would be polite." Laury narrows her eyes at him. "But now, it feels like a set-up. So, I think I speak for all of us when I say the ladies will ever so graciously let you guys go first.""Fine." Ezekiel shrugs. "Don't say I didn't offer. What are we going with?""I say truth," Law states.Jeremiah and Jackson nod and Ezekiel reaches into the bowl. He unfolds the paper, smiles when he reads what's on it.

“I didn’t even tell you anything that happened in the dreams, just that he was in them. For all you know, we were playing chess.”“Yeah, and the king and queen were fucking.”I gasp, then laugh as she walks into my apartment. “If you weren’t pregnant, I’d trip you right now.”She chuckles. “As I’m learning with Law, pregnant women get away with a lot. He let me drag him along for four hours of shopping yesterday.”“Poor Law. I hope you don’t think you’re helping to move anything.”She sighs. “No. Lord Law has forbidden me from so much as lifting a coffee mug while I’m here.”I laugh, but I love the way Law loves my sister. I didn’t think anybody would ever be worthy of her, but he is… almost.“What time is Laury getting here?” Sarah asks.“She has work this morning, so I told her to just meet us at the house.”House. I still can’t even believe I can say those words. That I’m moving into a house today. My house. Living paycheck to paycheck for so long, then having it get even worse whe

Two-thirty-four in the morning. I’ve been up since one, trying to go back to sleep, trying to pretend I didn’t just have yet another dream about Jackson. Only this time, it was part reality. It was us in the kitchen again, except in my dream, he didn’t move away when I arched into him. Instead, he spun me around so quickly I became dizzy, and barely noticed him tearing my leggings down until he was ripping my panties off.He'd pushed me until I was bent over the sink, then only gave me a moment to find something to hold on to before he'd slammed into me. And of course, of course, I'd woken up before he could even make me come, leaving me to do it myself. That man was even infuriating in my dreams, more so because I had to bring his image from my dream to behind my closed eyelids just to be able to make myself come.And now, once again, I’m lying awake, frustrated, still horny, and mad as hell at Jackson for just... being Jackson. I look at my phone for what has to be the tenth time, k

"It is, but for myself. Not for you guys getting those happily ever afters. I'm all for that.""If you ask me, you'll end up having a double happily ever after," I joke."Double the cock." She laughs. "That's about it.""Oh good Lord," the woman behind us exclaims."I think it's time to go before we get kicked out." I shake my head.We end up leaving fifteen minutes later, luckily of our own accord, and each head home. I pull up in front of my house, not able to help the way my eyes drift to the mirror, looking for someone I'm sure I won't find. I wish I could text Jackson to ask him how much longer… If he's still planning what to do, or if I'm close to finding out if his words are true. If all the dreams and nights spent moaning his name as I worked myself have been worth it.Sighing, I get out of the car and walk up the stone pathway to my front door. Unlocking it, I glance left and right, giving my street one last look before going inside. I put my keys and phone onto the table as

His eyes stay on mine while he leans forward, his hand ghosting over my shirt. It feels like there’s nothing between us at all, though, as his fingers go across my collarbone, between my breasts, down my stomach. It clenches at his touch, before he moves on to my naked inner thigh, then back to my pussy. I hiss as he swipes his finger through my wetness, from my opening to my much too sensitive clit. My eyes widen as I watch him bring that finger to his mouth. He wraps his lips around the digit, closing his eyes as he hums."Yeah, I think I'll come back." He comes closer, until his face is just a few inches from mine. "I think you'll come on my cock next time too."I shake my head, and he laughs. It sharply cuts off as he grabs my hair, jerking my head back so I'm looking into his eyes ashe spits, "It doesn't matter what you want, bitch. I'd just take it again."He pushes my face away, like I'm something he's used and gotten enough of and begins walking toward the door. "Stay on the f