My Reoccurring Dreams Vol. I

#039

I was really upset about something and I called him to vent about it. "You wanna come over and talk about it?" He asked. "Yeah." I said sniffling. My dumbass was bawling my eyes out and I could barely breathe. When I got to his house and he asked, "Are you okay?" I just bawled my eyes out all over again. He hugged me, patting my head as I put my face into his chest. He smelled so good and his hands were soft against my face. "What happened?" He asked placing both hands on my face. So I went on this huge rant about whatever I was upset about. "Well it's okay cause you don't have to answer to them they aren't god or anyone important so it's okay." He said wiping my eyes. He hugged me, swinging me around before he walked me to his couch. He sat me in his lap, cradling me until I stopped crying.

Once I felt better he was a little disappointed because he thought I was gonna leave. "Can I stay here and hang out with you for a while. I haven't seen you in a long time so why not catch up?" I said, realizing how much I had missed him. His eyes were so bright as if he was genuinely happy. We sat and talked about comic books and Dc characters all night long. He played some music and I was intrigued. I heard the songs on the playlist and asked, "Since when do you listen to this kind of stuff." But then I remembered I use to listen to it when I hung out with him A LOT.

"I listen to it when I miss you sometimes." He said lowly. "Well you can always just come see me it's not like I hate you or anything. We just grew apart that was all." I said rubbing his face. Suddenly Garden Kisses started playing and I got nervous. When he finally made eye contact with me again he had this hungry look in his eyes. He grabbed my hand and kissed it before pulling me close to him. He started to hum along with the song, making me giggle a little. He was still as cute as I remembered him to be. "I lied y'know?" He said. "What do you mean?" I asked him. "I miss you all the time." He whispered in my ear.

I couldn't say anything at first. I didn't realize he thought about me that much. His eyes sat lowly as he examined my face, more specifically my lips. He brushed his thumb across them before he pulled me in for a kiss. The longer he kissed me the more I wanted him. I started to move up on the couch causing him to get on top of me. He pulled away from my lips, kissing my neck softly. I winced in pleasure making him chuckle. "You're still so sensitive like I remembered." He said to me. I felt my face get hot as I thought about old memories.

I didn't realize how much I missed him until then. He locked one of his hands with mine as I wrapped my legs around him, holding and embracing him. He slowly unzipped my jacket, kissing my chest softly. I found myself scooting underneath him more, wanting him to press himself against me. He could see how bad I really wanted him and started to tease me a little, inching closer and closer to me without pressing against me. When he made his way back up to my lips he finally pressed himself against me, making me squeeze my legs around him tightly.

He chuckled in between kisses as I became more impatient. I needed it, I needed it so fucking badly. I felt him getting hard as he continued to press against me, making me wet. He sat up, pulling my leggings off of me as he grew tired of grinding against my clothed body. I started to take off my jacket as I realized how bad he wanted me too. It was just what I needed and what I loved about him. I never had to worry about wanting him more than he wanted me because we both craved the same thing.

I sat up to meet his lips with mine again as I unhooked my bra. I felt his slender hand graze the slight curves on my body, making me wetter as I continued to kiss him. Kissing him always made me aroused. I could never just kiss him once, I had to kiss him over and over again before ultimately wanting to fuck him by the time it was over. His lips left mine as he began to tease me. Becoming more impatient, I started to fiddle with the strings of his sweatpants. He took his shirt off as I continued, pulling at his pants. He watched as I took my panties off, making me feel a little embarrassed. He pushed me back onto the couch as he opened my legs, gently caressing one of my calves.