Bottom Dream Novels & Stories

A sigh of relief escaped my lips, and I let my neck fall backward to the wall and closed my eyes, relieved. My chest heaved up and down. My tank top and my hair were glued to me due to sweat. Suddenly, a wave of drowsiness ran through my body. My eyelids became heavy again. I shook my head and opened my eyes, only to see the room circling around me. Black spots came into my vision and before I knew it, I was falling unconscious again.

she asked him. He nodded. "So you're spending the night?" he asked getting into bed beside her. "Yeah." "You know what that means?" Damien asked lowly getting closer. "What?" Their foreheads touched and he caressed her cheek, "It means, you and i can cuddle all night long," he smiled. "I don't think I wanna cuddle tonight," Ashleigh stated with a pout. "No?" "Nah." "Hmmm..." "Mmm hmm." "You're lying." "No!"

Mom glances over at me with a curious look and then states, "Breakfast will be ready in a minute. I threw some cinnamon rolls in the oven and they still have a minute or two before they are brown." Smiling, I reply, "Oh, that sounds yummy mom. Thanks." Sitting down at the table, I wait patiently as I drink my orange juice. Mom glances over at me again and asks, "Did you have anymore nightmares last night?" "Yes, I don't know what is going on. Ever since Billie gave me Charlie, I have been having this same bad dream over and over. It is so real that I peed the bed, I'm sorry."

Emma muttered over and over, squeezing her eyelids shut as her body dropped to the sand beneath her. “You’re pathetic if you think you can wake from this dream, precious. This isn’t just any old dream. You’ve got the Master’s Original made especially for you. Now let’s get this party started.”

The parchment is wrapped in a dark cloth, the fabric has the hallowtailed insignia itched within the threads. The foundation of the full-size bed is made up of wood that is struggling to hold the weight of the three adults seemingly asleep. Like the chair, the frame of the cottage only has three pillars to hold up the structure. The far-right corner of the frame is missing the support which in return makes that area of the bed dip downward, more than it rightfully should. The far-right body moves and contorts like he is having a bad nightmare during the shuffle of his own imagination, he drops down on the floor beside him. The crack of the old withering floorboards surfaces with a loud and e

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} After Calily’s numerous attempts to make me find a guy, we slept after drinking shots of vodka. We dozed off on each other’s body, definitely snoring so loudly like drilling machines. It was so early in the morning when I got a spank on my ass. Somehow it linked to an erotic dream I was having with a guy I would rather not mention. I purred. “Aww…babe. Do you want bdsm?” I said slurry. This makes Calily laugh so loudly but she played on.

"That's perfect. Let's get to work." Early, the next morning, Jeremy stretched out on his bed till his feet touched the base of the bed, and his finger collided with the headboard. A smile stretched across his face. He'd had the most wonderful, yet awkward dream. He stared at the ceiling then looked over at Jae-Woo's sleeping form. Odd he'd dream about her last night. He thought back to the dream and recalled that she had pulled her hair up and was wearing a long red sequin dress. They were at some type of function involving dancing. She had taken a turn with each member of Nightide. Then the end of the dream washed afresh. Why on Earth had he just watched as she kissed Jiho? Why didn't he s

"I am always happy when ye are optimistic than pessimistic about our situation. I'd like you to be more of an optimist, that enlightens the mood. And I want ye to always remember, no matter the present, the future is known by riches." "Do ye know what my dreams are all 'bout? I see myself in royal courts, 'umanities servin' me in honor," she said, her eyes dreamy, "or perhaps I become the daughter of an elite king, 'ighly treasured and worshiped by men; eatin' wouldn't be a problem, sleepin' on a bed full of comfort and ecstasy, livin' in an immense mansion and gettin' dressed in branded clothes is what I've always dream of."

Daniel cannot sleep well on that night and his eyes still wide open. He looked at the ceiling and thought about the woman whom he met at the coffee shop. He did not know what he felt at that time, but she just made him amazed by the beauty of her at the first sign. "Who are you, beautiful lady? Why did I feel that I knew you and have met you before? Did we meet somewhere or—" Daniel suddenly remembered his dream six months ago. A wedding dream in which the events and also the looks of the bride were so real.

My Nightmare Natty's POV It was morning already and last night was a long night. I never knew he was that insatiable.I lot count as to how many times we did it. Thinking about it, I smiled. I looked over to him and smiled more. He was still sleeping like a baby. I tried standing up but I felt pain in my thighs. I tried again but I just groaned. My groaning woke him up,he was baffled and asked. "Baby are you alright..."he asked in a husky voice.