Novel & Cerita I Dreamed About You Last Night

Me “Goodnight jack asses. Tell me when you plan something. Love y’all” I turn my alarm on and fall asleep. I don’t have to tell you who I dream about. Damn it all to hell.

Nuri stood in front of me, lifted one of my legs and thrust his big into me. This is the scene of us making love last night. Oh, my God. Did I dream last night? Sometimes I dream about having a s.ex with him. In the dream, I felt like I was having s.ex and orgasm all over again. Every time I wake up, my garden is wet. It's my secret and I never told Nuri. “Stop!” I jumped up and tried to pop the bubble with my finger. But it floated so high that I couldn't reach it.

Be their fucking road manager and not some horny woman who wants to fuck not just one but all three of them. I had the weirdest dream last night. A fucking stupid dream that featured all three men. All naked and stroking themselves while I sat on the bed and watched them. It felt like a scene from the stupid movie that I watched with Beckham last night. “Get over yourself, Chelsea.” I warned myself as I got myself out of bed. I brushed my teeth while singing along to my playlist.

I set about the day jaunty, love bubbling from within. I had a dream about us last night, probably because he was the last thought on my mind before I fell asleep. DREAM: We were a squad of six, two men including Advik and four women counting on me together. Advik and myself had known each other for years now, right from the early ages. We held something special more than love, a highly platonic affection and adoration towards each other but never dared to confess, not even a single time.

"Listen love,I know you don't want me ending uo hurt and all but it's fine I spoke to him last night" "You what?" "I did, I'm sorry I know you told me not to but I did and before you go on with your bla bla bla I apologized already ,I spoke to him last night" "Wait , you called him?" "Yeah" "Did you hear anything like music?" "I suppose I did, I though he was at a party" "That's better" "Why?" "Juat had to clear my doubts that I wasn't dreaming" "You seem to be weird today," "Sorry go on what happened"

Nobody in my memory matched him at all. Then one night, after yet another late shift, I was scrolling through my phone like a zombie when a pop-up appeared out of nowhere. It had a cheap glittering border, the whole nine yards, a classic bottom-of-the-barrel web ad. It was for some app I had never heard of called Astra. I was about to close it when my finger froze in midair for three full seconds. The model on the landing page looked exactly like the man from my dreams. I could not bring myself to close it. Instead, I kept reading.

Tonight, in the dream, I forgave Jack. The next morning, that black profile picture that hadn't lit up in ages messaged me, asking me out to dinner. The last time Jack texted me, it had been this: "Sorry, but it was truth or dare and I drew 'confess to the dorkiest, dumbest girl in class and date her for a day,' so I picked you. Don't take it seriously. Vivian's the one I've always wanted."

He started heading to the luggage but I grabbed his hand for him to stop. "Why weren't you surprised when I told the truth about myself?” I had to know. He looked at me for a minute while considering his next move. “Okay, to be honest with you, last night I dreamed of you as the Goddess of the Moon and your wolf, Diane, confirmed it to me.” “ What? What did she do?”

I replied, flashing him a smile. He looked at me with amusement in his eyes. "How was your sleep last night?" he asked. "Great!" I responded. "How about you?" I asked him, trying to have some small talk with him before we gobbled our breakfast. "I had a good night's sleep. I dreamed of you," he said softly. "Do you want to know what we did in my dream last night?" he said, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Nah, just keep it to yourself," I replied quickly, knowing full well that he would tease me every chance he got.

My lips curve into a smile and a shiver makes its way down my spine. “I dreamed about you last night.” Sam’s brows go up. “What was I doing in your dream?” “You were hunting demons with me. Like in my book. And then you bent me over and fucked me in the woods.” “Fuck,” he groans. “I want you now.” “I want you too. I, uh, I can get a flight tomorrow.” The bright light shining on the screen of my phone makes it a little hard to see Sam’s handsome face, but I swear he looked a little panicked for a second there.