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I jerked awake shivering then suddenly felt strong arms encircling me.
“It’s okay. You’re okay now. It’s okay.”
He stroked my hair as I exhaled heavily into his shoulder, my entire body was damp with sweat, and my hands shivered uncontrollably. I felt the chill of anxiety and fear sweeping through my entire system, and I felt a terrible headache coming on.
“It was a bad dream,” he whispered, holding me warmly like I really mattered. “You’ll be fine.”
But it was more than a dream. It was like I was being ripped apart. The blinding headache forced me to shut my eyes, scared that if I opened them, I might realize that my current reality was just another episode, a figment of my imagination; and I was back at The Wonder Project, in an unknown lab, being tested because I was dysfunctional. I wrapped my arms around him, not wanting to go back. If this was a dream, in a bed that was not surrounded by sterility, and crazy scientists, and this was merely a temporary escape for me, I wanted to remain in it.
“Hey, you’re okay,” his hand ran down my back causing my shirt to creep up my skin.
I stayed just holding on to him, and not wanting to let go. After I got the courage to open my eyes, he was staring at me kindly, using his thumb to wipe the tears from my eyes.
“I told you, you’re okay,” he then kissed my forehead.
I wondered what good thing I had done to deserve this moment in my life. I pinched my own arm to make sure I was not dreaming again.
“Yes,” he gently kissed the red skin, “I am real.”
“How do I know?” I searched his eyes.
“Oh, Gia,” his lips tenderly met mine.
I could feel an odd sensation rise from deep within and root me to this moment.
“It is one in the morning, you should go back to sleep,” he whispered.
I did not want to close my eyes and again greet what was waiting for me in my nightmare. I looked into his eyes again.
“Stay,” I muttered. “Stay right here with me.”
He smiled and I covered his smile with my lips. As our kiss deepened, I could feel his hardness press against me. A spark of familiarity came but was gone before I could grab onto it.
I had this insatiable need to be anchored into this current space and time.
As I continued to explore his mouth with my tongue, I pressed his shoulders into the bed so he was on his back, and I was on top of him. My hips seemed to have a mind of their own grinding and writhing in pleasure with only the thin fabric of my panties creating a barrier.
I pulled free from his mouth and sat up, straddling his hips. Looking down at the bulge in his underwear, I smiled. I lifted the thin t-shirt over my head exposing my breasts and hard nipples.
“Are you sure Gia?” he asked.
“I need to know this is real,” I returned.
He reached up and caressed a breast in each hand, working my nipples into perfect points. I felt his abs tighten as he sat up and put his mouth on my left breast. He kissed it, licked it, nipped at my nipple, then started kissing my neck. I put my hands on the back of his head, not ever wanting to let him go. He hungrily ate every inch of my skin ending back at my mouth. His hand made its way beneath the fabric of my panties and into my wet folds. Julian stroked me back and forth as I moaned with pleasure.
“Oh god, Gia. How I’ve missed your wetness. I could just explode right now.”
My body went rigid, and I pulled out his hand.
“What the fuck are you talking about Julian?”
“Umm…I…umm…”
I gave him a hard stare waiting for an explanation.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve, ya know. My wife…I just…”
“You said, your wetness. I did not mishear that,” I swung my leg over and crawled off of his lap.
“I’m sorry Gia, it’s just that…”
“Fine. Whatever,” I rolled over and pulled the covers up to my chin. “Maybe I’ll wake up and this will all be a dream too.”
“It isn’t…”
“Good night, Julian.”
“Fuck,” I heard him mutter.
Mr. Pickles jumped on the bed and curled up at my feet while I starred at the wall in front of me. Either I get to fall asleep and dream about the bad guys or lay awake and wonder about his words. A deep sigh escaped my lips and started counting. I will take my chances with sleeping.
