Ever Dream This Man Novels & Stories

he explained, adding, “You will not have to look for clients, the guys I will pay you directly and I won’t earn anything from you.” I said, “To be honest, the only man I want to sleep with is you.” Tom: “We will have sex, do not worry, the fact that you have sex with other men makes me want you even more, that’s why I am asking you. And the fact that I will be the only one leaving the sperm inside me connects us deeply. If you allow other men to cum inside you, this deep connection has no meaning.”

BACK TO PRESENT Emmanuella finally left me to my own peace and once she left I decided to see if I could get a well deserving rest before someone comes up. I was so lost in thought even though I was fast asleep at the same time that I didn't notice someone tapping me or should I say, I was dreaming that I didn't notice. "My love,my love, why are you sleeping? Wake up" I repeatedly felt someone calling out to me but I didn't budge not until the tapping got worst that I woke up to see a tall fair skinned boy standing beside me with a high afro hair cut. His hands raised up probably getting ready to tap me again.

I heard a man's dreamy voice next to my ear. That can't be good. Why am I lying on a bed with a man? And why is this man showing attitude and swearing to kill everyone in his dream?! Summoning all my strength, I managed to turn my head, revealing a face that was breathtakingly handsome. What the heck?! I have never seen this man before! I have never seen a man who looks so handsome. His sculpted face, partially hidden by his tousled black hair, was as if it had been caressed by the Moon Goddess herself.

Ducking in time Sage follow up with a sidekick to its head. “Bitch.” Growled the man as he peeled himself off the ground. Sage looked at the man trying to take in every detail she could. He was a little over six feet with brown hair and kind eyes but that all changed when he flashed them black. She watched as a wicked grin spread across his face. “Whoever you are, you need to let that man go.” “Oh, no. I can’t do that. He is just yummy. A school teacher always has some deep dark desires and boy is he dark.”

Saving him from his confusion, I explained things better. “ What century is this? I'm thinking it's a different century, that would explain why it didn't exist or this might be a different world entirely. Or my favorite explanation to this, I'm dreaming.” Yes, I still firmly believe that it's a dream. “ Dreams last longer than a month? That's new” He teased me and I glare at him to shut up. “ So, what century....?” I asked again, remembering that he hadn't answered me. “ I don't know.”

I raised my head up, "I think it would be best, if you walk out that door... Go back to the front counter and place your orders. And sure, someone would be happy to help." "Okay fine you got me. I'm not here to buy muffins, I came here because I want to see you." I stare at him with a raised eyebrow, "See me?." I questioned. "Yes, see you. Or do you expect me to forget a beautiful lady like you?." I huffed, my gaze levelled at him. Now I can finally tell, that this man here has gone crazy. Does he really want me to believe that he meant what he just said. Look at me, I am fat and ugly.. why should anyone refer to me as beautiful?.

But no need, because the man is approaching my bed and I can see his face. Feels strange and foreign. That was my first impression. I felt like I had never seen him. Then who is he? “Kim Hana,” exclaimed the man, looking at me. Does my name change when I dream? “You finally woke up after a long time,” said the man holding my right-hand tight. Just like that woman, he also speaks English.

I said as I look up at the ceiling then smile. I take a deep breath then let my eyes close as I sleep in comfort and lightness. Then, I dream about something happy and exciting YET scary. The only difference of it from my usual dreams back at home is that all I dream is all about Evetora and a mysterious man that I am willing to sacrifice my life to, by covering him from being impaled by a sword. That dream made me wonder... who is that mysterious man? Is that a premonition that I will die in Evetora if I stay here longer or just a mere dream created by my confused and dazzled mind?

The man approached the one of a kind legendary beauty and said. "Let me show you what a true nightmare feels like Dream Eater," the man smiled and the dream eater wailed in unequalled despair. "Same as ever Champion," a new voice awakened the man from his prescription medication towards the miserable dream eater. "I did not think you are the type to wander around these parts Janilla," the man greeted the newcomer. Nothing can be seen of her but only the voluptuous figure of a ripe woman as she was covered in a mystical guise. Her nipples were glaringly attractive to look at. They were erect as his cock and also as hard.

An Irishman approached me in an empty parking lot at midnight last night and told me that my dream life is well within reach. When things sound magical, there’s usually a catch. And the catch is that I’ll have to let a millionaire nobody have his way with me for one night. But in exchange for a financially free life, that sounds like a good deal. “Hello?” A voice crackles over the receiving end. “Conrad O’Neill speaking.” “Conrad, it’s Carmen.” “Carmen? Have we met?” “Ah, the grocery store worker.” That’show he remembers me? How many other women are there?