Dreaming Of Boyfriend Novels & Stories

I rose on my toes and pressed my lips to his. Alex took over almost instantly, his warm palm firm against the small of my back, pulling me close, breathing me in like he couldn't get enough. My knees buckled. Only his arms kept me upright. "Mm — wait..." I was breathless and pushed gently at his shoulder. He pulled back reluctantly, eyes blazing with excitement. "Am I dreaming? Grace, tell me I'm not dreaming." I laughed and straightened his collar. "You're not dreaming... my boyfriend." Alex swept me off my feet and spun me around, grinning ear to ear. "What do you think you're doing!"

"Few minutes later your boyfriend came with his sister to see you then I knew you had a fight with him" "Because I caught him cheating on me ". I murmured "Yes, how did you know". He asked while staring at me with curiosity. "Because I dreamt about it" he nods his head and took a sip of his water "You were in so much pain that day that you look up yourself in the room for hours and refused talking to me I remember that".

I always thought Asians had small chili peppers, but he was a whole-ass elephant. I wasn't comparing sizes, but now that I can acclaim to the world that the person I love loves me back, I felt a different kind of fuzzy stomach. The one that feels when you're delighted, beyond happy, and close to nirvana. I squirm a little, regrettably doing so as my new boyfriend is awake. "Sowwy!" I say in a cute voice, knowing how much he hates it. "It's alright. I got a freaky dream though." He says, kissing my shoulder.

"Just stay with me for a while. For now though, I'm too afraid to sleep. I feel like he will come back for me if I try to sleep." He frowned. "Who are we talking about?" "My boyfriend." I felt my skin crawl with shame as I confessed that to him. His frown got deeper but it didn't affect how handsome he looked. I felt stupid for thinking of that at that moment and looked away. "What did you dream of?" I turned back to face him. "Mark, my boyfriend, was in my apartment and was trying to choke me to death for leaving him." He sighed. "You are safe now."

He didn't overstep or push me, and I caught myself, in many daydreams, imagining him as my boyfriend. The only good part about being surrounded by happy, loved-up couples all day was that they were all too focused on their other half to notice Adrian and me stealing glances at each other. I couldn't help myself, especially when he looked so sexy, doing some heavy lifting. The way his hands gripped the ends of the couch made me want them to grip my hips and lift me on top of him. It was the first time that I fantasised about him, or any man, since breaking up with the dirtbag and also the only time that my mind didn't shut the illicit thoughts down, allowing me to run wild with my imagination

I made to leave, feeling embarrassed, but I halted again in horror, when she called a name that I was too familiar with. “Oh.. Dylan! More! More!” At first, I found it hard to believe, it couldn't possibly be the same Dylan. My best friend would never do that to me, she is like my sister.. and Dylan? He loves me way too much to cheat on me, he would never do that to me. “Fuck..” I heard him groan, my soul almost left my body. That is his voice! Is this a dream? I burst into the room, and behold, there he was, my boyfriend, making love to my best friend.

" no one need to say it coz your reaction says it all that you like her" " forget it man. I was only shock that he cheated in her with someone like Natalia " I shrug " suit yourself then. So, why where you asking if she has a boyfriend or not " I put my hands in my trousers pockets"The thing is...* sigh* there is this thing that has been happening to me, I know it might sound weird to you but I swear it's true" " what's that" he ask " for over four months I have been having dreams of this particular girl who I have never seen" I started

He is my boyfriend and here I am making out with a dream lover? He breaks this kiss with a hiss, his addictive weight suddenly gone and I feel the loss so strongly that I let out a gasp. My lips still tingle from his kiss. I sit up in bed, glancing around the small dorm room. It is quiet and dark. My covers are askew but nothing else is amiss. I lift my fingertips to my mouth, still feeling warmth and pressure there. Had it all been a dream? Slowly, I lie back down, forcing myself to push away the heat pooling between my legs and crave the lust-filled fantasy to return.

raw, unfiltered desires radiated off me and he turned me around, pulling me closer and lifting my dress up, I moaned again. But just as the dream reached its climax, a sudden jolt of reality pulled me from the depths of desire. I opened my eyes to find myself lying in bed, the morning sunlight filtering through the curtains, my heart pounding from the sultry dream I just had and right there beside me was my boyfriend – Nathan Gold staring at me while I had been dreaming about my ex boyfriend from my wild child past. Could he tell? Did he know I had been dreaming about the man who had in fact ruined my life?

the twenty-two-year-old moaned and the bigger boy brought his face down and sealed their lips in a kiss that sparked electric shock and their moans filled the room and outside of it drawing unwanted attention. ******** "Jason?" Lover tapped the man who stared at him without saying a word, knocking him out of his trance and bringing him back to the present. "Y-Yeah..." Jason eyed him wickedly having remembered his dream once again. This had to be the second fucking time he has seen this man in his dreams which only meant one thing. He was ready to make his dreams come true. Having no doubt in his mind that Lover would agree since they have both shared their first dream. "May I kiss you?" He r