Posie ~ So you're a siphoner, right?

Chapter 7: Naps

Penelope's POV

I slowly wake up from probably my most comfortable nap ever. I am  surrounded by warmth and once I come to my senses, I realize that the  warmth is Josie. We are in almost the exact same position we fell asleep  in.

My head is still on her chest, but instead of her hands being in my  hair, they are wrapped around my body, holding me close to her. Our  legs are intertwined and the laptop is laying open beside us. Josie must  have fallen asleep during the movie too.

I lazily lift my head to  find Josie sleeping peacefully and it's a very cute sight. I let myself  drift back into sleep because this is all just too comfortable and I  don't want it to end.

The next time I wake up is because of Josie.  She shifts underneath me and I can tell her breathing is hard and  sporadic. Her face is no longer calm but instead strained.

Do I wake her? Is she having a bad dream? Maybe she is having a really good one.

Either  way, I know Josie will probably be embarrassed so I decide on waking  her up. When I slowly lift myself off of her, she tightens her grip on  my leaving me locked in place. She lets out a soft whimper and it does  not help at all in deciphering what type of dream it is. 

It's getting worse and I know I should really try to get her up before it escalates.

"Jojo," I say softly, not wanting to startle her.

She  slowly shifts out of her dream, her eyes flutter open and they are a  darker shade of brown. Instantly her face is painted with the familiar  pink and that's all the evidence I need to decide that it for sure is a  sex dream.

"Have a nice dream?" I ask, my voice raspy from sleep.

She shifts underneath me, just like she did in her dream. Her eyes avoid mine but I see a small smile creeping up on her lips.

She eventually just nods her head, and I smirk at how well I can read her.

"So,"  I raise off her chest to fully put my body on top of hers, trapping  her. "What was the dream about." I raise a teasing eyebrow.

Josie, looking a lot more confident finally makes eye contact and she doesn't miss a beat when she says "You."

My  heart feels like it misses a beat when that word leaves her lips. My  heart just can't take the tenderness and the potential of sex.

"Hmmm.  And what was I doing in this dream." I continue to push, hoping she  will tell be all about her sex dream. I want to know what she fantasizes  about. What she wants.

Josie looks like she is on the fence of  telling me or not, so I push her over by sliding one of my thighs  between her legs, putting slight pressure on her core.

Her eyes flutter closed at the contact, but she quickly regains her composure, trying to look unbothered.

"Does waking up always get you horny." She says, referring to the morning after the party as well.

"Only  for you." Yeah, that is too soft and I can tell Josie is taken back by  my response. "But don't try to change the subject," I respond, but  honestly I am a hypocrite myself because now what I am trying to do is  change the subject off of my sweet words.

She takes a deep breath before starting, "Well...We were in an empty classroom."

I  raise my eyebrows suggestively and I have this huge grin on my face,  very excited to hear Josie talk dirty. I love it when I talk and she  merely blushes, I can't imagine her doing to talking. She already has me  soaking wet and all she said was a classroom.