She laughs out loud at my statement. But the laugh is weighted. There’s something lingering underneath, that hurts her.
“Hey.” I whisper to her causing her head to come up and look at me. Her eyes are sad even in the darkness of the room and I can’t stop myself as I lean in and capture her lips with my own. Just wanting to bring a smile to her face for a moment.
At least that’s what I originally wanted, but as her hands come up around my neck bringing me closer to her, I can’t control myself as I pull her flush against me.
She pulls back as a moan escapes her lips, her tits press further against my chest, and hooks her foot around my legs. Trailing kisses down her neck and she whimpers at my touch again.
“You’re right.” She whispers to me. “It was a sex dream.” I’m sure she can feel the smile pull on my face even as I bite lightly onto her neck. “It was different this time cause you were there as well.” Pulling back, I look at her with a mischievous smile on my face.
“And what was I doing?”
“It started as it normally does.” She admits. “Him and I were in bed, and I was straddling him…” She hesitates. I’m pretty sure this would turn most men off, but I’m aware I’m fucked up.
“And then what?” My smirk grows.
“And then I felt your hands on me and you asked me if I was ready.”
The groan vibrates out of my throat as I can imagine it play out in my head. I can’t help as I roll her over, gripping onto her hips as I pull her back into me. “Like this?” slowly she nods her head. “And then I fucked your ass?” The quickness of the gasp she lets out is almost comical, but she doesn’t correct me. She presses her ass further against me and I know that’s her way of telling me that I’m right. I should feel bad for this. I should probably even be upset that she just told me that in her dream we were both there, but I’m also positive that just means her head is conflicted when it comes to me. It could just be my wishful thinking that maybe it’s her subconscious way of moving past his death. “Do you want me to fuck your ass, Nightmare?”
“I… I don’t know.” She whispers and I can hear the underlining fear.
“Wait.” I urge her to roll back over and look at me. “Are you saying that you dreamt of me doing something to you that you’ve never done before.” Her head slowly nods and my cock throbs before I slam my mouth back down to her.
“Kind of.” She hesitates. I’ll get her to explain later.
Chapter Thirteen
SADIE
I cannot fucking believe that I just admitted that to him. His hand trails down my body, gripping on to my hip as he pulls me back roughly against him. His lips consuming mine and his tongue skates into my mouth. Lifting his shirt off of my body and up over my head as he tosses it to the side. Leaning back and looking at me, I can see a light that I haven’t noticed before trickle into his eyes. It’s almost as in this moment he’s a different person.
Reaching down, I grip ahold of his cock, and my eyes widen. I knew from the other day that he has a piercing, but I wasn’t able to see the others, on the bottom side of his shaft. Pulling away, I look at him still wide eyed. He laughs out, loudly.
“I mean…” I trail seeing the smile still on his face, it brings out a joy in me that I haven’t felt in a long time. “I saw the one the other day...” I’m not exactly sure what to say about it, but I’m just completely stunned. I mean, I’ve been with a handful of men, but none of them were ballsy enough to get one piercing, let alone, “what…” I move my hand, feeling around, counting in my head causing him to laugh again, “4?”
“Yeah…” He trails and I move out of the bed. “Where are you going?”
“I want to see.”
He’s still laughing as I flip on the light in the bathroom.
“You’re kind of ruining the mood.” He jokes to me, this time making me laugh.
Turning around and looking at him like he’s lost his mind as I stand in the bathroom doorway. “I’m sorry, is the fact that I want to see your cock in all its runged glory, a turn off for you?” If he wasn’t already so tanned, I’m sure I would see him blushing, instead he bites lightly on his lip as he watches me walk back over to him.
“No, not a turn off.” He nods to me. “Especially when I’m able to watch you walk up to me like that.”
As I step up to the bed, I look down to where the blankets cover him. He laughs again as he pulls them back, exposing his cock, and I move onto the bed, straddling his legs as I see his very full erection. I lean in closer to see the 3 barbells that are evenly spaced halfway down his shaft. “I thought this was like one of those myths. Like a unicorn.” He laughs louder, shaking his head. I’m sure I can actually hear the embarrassment that is lining his laughter. “I have so many questions.” He’s still laughing as he reaches down and pulls me up to where he’s lying. “They let you keep them in prison?”
“Well, no…” He trails and I just look at him even more confused now. “I’ve had them for a while, it didn’t take much to get them back in.” He shrugs this time and I grimace.
“That’s not painful?”
“Not really, It’s just popping it through the skin that’s grown over it.” I think to myself as he shrugs, pulling me down to him. “Are you done now?” He asks me and I shake my head, moving back down before I look back up at him and he cuts his eyes at me then he lunges down. Shrieking out as he rotates us and flips me onto my back as he hovers over top of me. “There’s one question that you’re missing though.”
“And what’s that?” I cock my eyebrow causing an evil smirk to spread on his face.
“What it feels like when I fuck you.”
