Before I Lay Me Down To Sleep Novels & Stories

He placed me on the bed and got into lie in with me. "You say sounded quite stressful, I hoped to relieve you of your stress. You can sleep now"

I’m on my own. Tiredness washes over me as I lay down on my side as I bring my knees to my chest. I’m cold, so damn cold. I close my eyes and let sleep take me.

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My own lips mirror his and I bid him a goodnight before going back to my room. ------ That night, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't fall asleep. I lay wide awake staring at the ceiling. Having enough of the tossing and turning, I decide to go out into the backyard and lay there below the starlit sky. I slowly tip-toe down the stairs and unlock the backdoor, with the least amount of noise as possible.

Sitting at the edge of the bed, I pulled my shoes before laying properly on the bed. I'm too lazy to take a night shower for today, there is always tomorrow. I yawned lightly before pulling the duvet over me. "And now for a little shot eyes..." With that I drifted in to a deep slumber. Some thing I have not done for years...

“Dream of me fucking you slow on this bed and bringing you to multiple orgasms. Because I will be doing the same.” And that was the last thing he said to me before falling back asleep like it was the most natural thing in the world.

* I fall asleep with my phone on my chest. Hope blooming in the darkness. Tomorrow, everything changes. Tomorrow, I'll be brave. Tomorrow.

I just wanted to lie down and forget everything around me. With a wave of laziness washing over me, I got back into bed. Perhaps a short nap could help restore some of the lost energy. I pulled the blanket over me and lay down, hoping to drift off for a bit. Moments after closing my eyes, various thoughts rushed back—Roby, Mariana, and all the worries that clouded my mind.

Placing the tray back in its original spot, I nestled deeper into the cocoon of warmth beneath the covers. As my gaze fixated on the closed door, my vision blurred, and I blinked several times to clear my sight. Weariness engulfed me, rendering me defenseless against its embrace. Lethargy settled in, and I had no desire to resist. My body grew heavy, and my eyes surrendered, closing gradually, succumbing to the darkness that awaited. In the fleeting moments before sleep claimed me, a peculiar thought flickered through my mind: Don't fall for him. But before I could dissect its meaning, sleep overcame me entirely, whisking me away from consciousness.

I laid my head on his chest and started drifting off to sleep again. “Sleep, My Love, I will wake you when lunch gets here” He said just before I drifted off to sleep