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Piper
I'mon the verge of an orgasm, my second of the night. He's begging me to let go, to give him what he wants, but I refuse. I'm not ready. The second I do ... it's over. And I never want it to end.
"Piper," he groans, thrusting deeper. "Come on."
Shaking my head, I squeeze my eyes tighter and focus on maintaining control. My breathing is labored, a huff leaving my lungs with every thrust. My legs are shaking as I attempt to keep my ankles locked behind his back. To keep him as close as possible. To stay connected to him.
When I feel his breath fan across the shell of my ear, I let out a soft moan, the intensity of the moment heightened. He knows exactly what he's doing to me. He knows how to tip the scales in his favor. To send me spiraling over the edge.
"Come for me, pretty girl," he growls in my ear as he increases his pace, rotating his hips so he hits me in the perfect spot. The one that he knows will give him what he wants.
One. Two. Three thrusts and I can't hold back any longer. My body begins convulsing beneath him, and I open my mouth to scream when I hear two loud bangs on my bedroom door.
"Piper!" Alexis' voice sounds far away, but the knocking is close. "Piper!"
My body is still quivering when my eyes pop open, taking in the darkness that surrounds me. I'm alone. In my bed.
It was only a dream.
The same one I had last night and twice last week, yet it seems so real. My skin is coated in a sheen of sweat. My heart is beating as if I've just run a marathon.
But the worst part... I'm still on the verge of having an orgasm.
That's how real it felt.
Once my eyes adjust to the darkness of the room, I push myself up, sitting against my headboard, and call out for her to enter. She cracks the door open, letting in a stream of light that casts her in shadow but practically blinds me.
"What's up?" I ask, attempting to sound as natural as possible.
"You were screaming and—"
"Bad dream," I quickly state, rubbing my eyes with the heels of my palms.
I don't tell her that if she'd been here last night, she would have heard the same thing. That I might have even been louder considering no one woke me up before I climaxed. Or that the only reason I knew I was screaming last night as well was because the sounds of my pleasure are what woke me.
"Wanna talk about it?" she offers, relaxing against the doorjamb. Her face is hidden so I can't see the concern in her features that I hear laced in her voice.
"I don't remember it," I lie.
How the hell am I supposed to tell my best friend I've been having intense sexy dreams about a mystery man? A man whose face I've never seen but who can bring me to the edge of the abyss.
The short answer... I'm not going to tell her.
Because this too will pass.
Along with all the other shit I'm dealing with right now. I'll just add it to my list of issues I need to get over.
Like the fact all my friends are in relationships right now. Too busy to spend time with me. Having sex regularly.
Hell, I've heard Micah and Alexis going at it multiple times since they started dating. Thankfully I've only walked in on them once. It's a moment I'll never forget. His naked ass and my screams echoing off the walls.
It took my mind off the other bullshit in my life for about five minutes, and for that I was thankful. Still, the clock continued to tick, the seconds turning into minutes, minutes to hours, and then days. The bullshit piled up, compounding, tightening its grip on my heart.
And I couldn't talk to my friends about what I was going through because I didn't want to bring them down. To burst the happy bubbles they were all living in. Filled with love and admiration. Devotion.
"Well, I'm up if you can't fall back asleep," Alexis offers.
As much as I want to take her up on it, to confess everything I've been dealing with, and let my heart bleed at her feet, I also don't want to burden her. I've known her for two years, and I've never seen her as happy as I have in the last two months. The last thing I want to do is ruin her bliss.
