The Stranger in my room

Chapter 55

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RYAN
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We was in her home. I was on top of her. Her delicate body was under me. She was looking straight into my eyes piercing deep inside of my insight.
Her earth green eyes was crushing the invincible hard shell of my heart slowly in a rhythmic pace.
Our faces were so close that I could feel her breathe on my nose and I could feel her chest moving up and down and everytime her chest bang up on mine I skip a beat.

She opened her mouth so say something but before any words can come out of her mouth I landed my lips on hers.
My lips moved in a rhythm with hers.
I kissed her passionately like my life depends on it and she kissed me back assuring that her life too depends on me.
My hands moved from her face to her neck and our touch became more intimate.

At that moment I felt love, pure love.
The love for which my soul was craving since eternity. My thirsty soul got quenched by the pious water of her holy soul.
I have been love deprived since my Jasmine left. But here at this very moment I felt the same love. The love which my soul was yearning for. My busted self which was wandering like a nomad searching for a shelter and now it seems as though I have got my shelter to rest. Now my tired self can rest in her warm embrace.

I deepened the kiss and she followed my lead giving me full access to her mouth.
I don't know if I could ever get enough of her. If I could ever get tired of her hypnotic eyes and her sensitive touch.

When I tried to kiss the nape of her neck , I felt a sudden jerk. My eyes flickered and her face seemed to fade away. Suddenly my eyes jerked open and I realised that I was in my room and she was not here.

I looked at time , it was 8 am.
I sighed and dropped on bed again.

Why do I dream about Jennie every night?
Why does it feel so real?
Like all that really happened..
Like we actually shared those intimate moments...
Like I actually kissed her.

Ughhh....
What the f*ck am I thinking?
Why can't I get her out of my d*mned mind?
It is not good to have dreams about her like this ..
This is so f*cked up...

Frustrated by my own thoughts, I took out my phone and scrolled down the numbers. I need to see my therapist to get my head straight. I can't handle this anymore.

While scrolling down on the contacts I saw a contact saved as "My love".

What the f*ck is this?
I never saved anything like this ...

I tapped on that and was shocked as hell by seeing the picture which was saved under that contact.

Is this for real????
Am I hallucinating ????

It was a picture of Jennie and mine together. She was holding the camera and I was behind her, rested on her shoulder.

I am surely dreaming ...
This can't be real...
I had never been with her like this...
How is this even possible??