Sweet Dreams
I tell myself not letting the watchful eyes of my stalker bother me, or my worries eat at me as my mind slowly draws me my to my sex dream.
The dream had started with someone kissing the hell out of me, when I mean kiss I mean thoroughly kissed, lip biting, nipping and sucking and that ache…
God I could feel that ache burning through me, it’s like I needed something, something bigger, better, something enough to knock me out and at the same time keep me conscious.
I'd remembered the heat in the strangers eyes even when I couldn’t see his face or guess the color and also the bulge in his trousers pressed against me felt so real.