A whimper left my lips as I felt his hands run down the surface of my skin.
"You have to tell me what your heart desires, sayang,"
"Ah... I... I," I stuttered, struggling to form words.
"I don't quite understand you, darling," he said, kissing me from my jaw to my nipple.
He scraped my nipple with his teeth, sending my mind into a frenzy and my back involuntarily arching off the bed.
"Pleas -ee, do - o- n't," I begged as I tried pushing his head away.
He grabbed both my wrists and tied them to the bed frame, restricting my movements.
"Do you know how long I've waited for this? Every day I watched you through that godforsaken glass window, unable to touch you, unable to feel you writhe underneath me or simply hear you scream my name."
"I've waited to feel your skin against my tongue," he said, licking my flesh from my breast to my navel.
"To taste your essence to my heart's content," he continued down to my closed thighs, forcing them apart. I could barely fight to keep them shut; he ran a finger down my slit which was a dripping mess.
"You are soaked, sayang," he observed.
He dipped a finger within me. I tried closing my legs on reflex, but he held them apart.
"Close your legs again and I swear on the seven seas you will lose your ability to walk," his voice, dark and commanding, sent goosebumps up my skin.
He shoved his finger inside me. A gasp left my lips at the sudden intrusion. His finger was way thicker than mine; I could barely fit my finger inside me. He brought his face to my entrance and licked it while moving his finger in a constant motion; it seemed to have rendered him crazy. He suddenly grabbed my hips and shoved his face into my entrance as he slurped at me like a starved man.
A scream tore through my throat as my body tried to keep up with him. It was too much, he was too much. I bucked my hips to move away, but it only encouraged him to grab me and pull my body closer to his mouth. I tried biting my lower lip to stop the obscene sounds coming from my mouth, but that was in vain. My body began shaking, and my mind was foggy as the trembling became persistent until it felt like my body was in heaven. I had slight spasms after my body had calmed down.
"You taste divine," he moaned out as he kneeled, looking down and observing my wrecked body, littered with kisses and little bruises all over.
"I can't wait to see you like this beneath me soon."
I raised a tired brow as he untied my wrists from the bed frame.
"What do you mean?" I questioned as drowsiness came over me and clouded my senses.
"You will know soon; for now, sleep."
......
I awoke with sweat littering my skin. My body felt so hot to the touch it hurt; perhaps I was having a fever. Everything hurt, and the nightmare did not exactly help my situation. What was I thinking? Dreaming about such things when I had a boyfriend.
I checked the time and realized I woke up in the middle of the night. I groaned as I knew I wouldn't be able to fall asleep again. If I called Lucian, I'm sure he'd pick up, but I'll have to rest for a few minutes and catch my breath.
I walked out of my bed and opened the curtains that covered the ocean from my view. I sat on the couch facing the A.C., after turning it on, and called my boyfriend.
"Hey love," he whispered through the phone.
"Why are you whispering?"
"Oh, I thought you were rooming with Julierra," he replied, while the sounds of doors closing and opening were heard from wherever he was.
"No, I'm staying alone."
"How is your vacation going?"
"It could've been better, but I guess it's alright."
"You don't sound very happy; what's wrong love?"
"A lot of things actually, one being that you are not here with me."
I really wanted to tell him what had been happening to me, but I couldn't bring myself to. Lucian is a great guy; he would understand, but I feel like he would brush it off or just call me crazy.
"Stop being so chee-"
"Babeeee," I heard a voice at his end.
"Um, who is that?"
"Oh, it's just a video I am editing for a wedding," he said, as I heard some shuffling in the background.
"Oh, okay. I hope I'm not interrupting you."
"No, you aren't love. It's okay," he reassured me.
We continued talking about his work and how he had been holding up until I started feeling uneasy. I looked at the glass window, and it was there, staring at me. I felt extremely uneasy like I was doing something that I shouldn't be doing, with the way it looked at me.
"Hey love, are you still there?" Lucian asked, sounding worried.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I was thinking for a bit."
"You need to get back to sleep; I'll call you tomorrow. Goodnight love."
"Goodnight to you too."
Lucian hung up, leaving me alone to deal with that thing. I felt my skin crawl with goosebumps as it kept staring at me. Maybe talking to my boyfriend was a bad idea; I probably shouldn't have left my curtains open. I walked to the glass window to close my curtains and realized just how huge it was; it towered over me. We had a staring competition for a while, and then it swam away, which was shocking as it usually stayed longer.
I walked to my bed and lay on it for a while until sleep finally found me.
......
All I could see was the dark sea, for miles on end. Calm but no less frightful, my feet met the wet surface as I wondered how I was standing above and not sinking. I looked up and saw the bright, full moon kissing my skin. My body was draped in a long white silky dress that hugged my body in the right places. I felt some air brush against my exposed back.
A ripple caught my eye as I was busy admiring the dress. A head full of long black locks emerged from the water, followed by a torso decorated with well-defined abs as well as arms filled with prominent veins and strong-looking legs.
It was even more beautiful up close, but that didn't change what it was. I was too shocked to move a limb as it walked closer to me and gently caressed my face. This had to be a dream; I'm sure that thing never had legs.
"It's you, that thing," were the first words I could manage.
"I'm not an it, sayang," he responded in a deep voice, just like the man from my previous dream. His voice was deep and soothing; it could get me to do anything if he so wished it.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be offensive."
I admired the scar on its face as well as those beautiful mismatched eyes he had.
"Stop talking to him."
"Talking to who?"
"That boy you were conversing with" He said the words 'boy' like it was distasteful in his mouth.
I shook my head to get out of the haze my mind was in. I took a step back and processed his words. He wanted me to stop talking to my boyfriend.
"No. You have no right to tell me to do such a thing. I love him and I will be with him till the day I die"
He grabbed me by my wrist and pulled my body to his, he grabbed my neck pulling my face closer to his.
"I don't like repeating myself cuoricina, you will end things with that boy," He whispered to my ear causing a shiver to run down my spine due to how calm he was.
I tried shoving him away from me and hitting him on the chest with my free hand but that had no effect.
"I will not and you will not make me" I spat out
"We'll see about that cuoricina," He said while looking at my lips.
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