Cara Delevingne Imagines

Dirty Imagine

Imagine you can't go to sleep but you know Cara's sleeping soundly next to you. You can hear her steady breathing. All of a sudden she starts moving against you in the dark. She's working her hips into your back, and you turn over to face her because you think she's woken up and she wants sex. "Cara?" you mutter.
There's no reply, but she goes slack against you.

Frowning, you try to make out her face in the dark. She looks peaceful, sleeping. Then her expression contorts once more and she starts to grind her crotch urgently into yours. You realize she's humping you in her sleep. She's whimpering now, really squirming with effort as she tries desperately to get off. You wonder if you should wake her up, but it's kind of hot just watching her. Her skin is slick with sweat, hot and flushing. Her body convulses and a high, needy squeak escapes her mouth. She gasps as she finds the friction she needs and she begins to grind faster, harder, her movements sloppy with passion.

Now she's panting, hips stuttering erratically, and her lips have parted. You can tell she's about to come. Sure enough, she freezes, trembling. A shudder runs through her body and she groans into your ear, low and satisfied. Then there's a few moments of heavy breathing, and she turns over before beginning to snore.