CLXXXVI- In Your Dreams

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TW: It get's pretty steamy ;) 

Song: Caffiene By: Foreign Air

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"I can't believe we're doing this here." I say breathlessly.

He grabs my hips and guides me down on his cock. I moan the second he's inside of me. One of my hands is crumbled into a fist, holding onto his shirt for dear life. My other smacks the roof of our car as I bounce up and down. "You're so fucking hot." He teased through gritted teeth.

The car rocks back and forth, causing a soft squeaking sound to mix in with my moans. My back arches as I continue to ride the man beneath me. He moves with me, his body is strong and overpoweringly beautiful. Between him and the roof, I'm holding on for dear life. What a good life it is, with every thrust I'm met with more pleasure. I want to reach my climax, I want to climb to the tallest mountain with him. "Oh, fuck." He groans as his body movements halt.

What just happened? "Did you just come?" I asked. The answer was yes, I can feel his dick twitching inside of me.

He nods hesitantly. I got off of him, not impressed at how quick it was. "I'm sorry you just felt so good I-"

"It's fine." I adjust my cami top to cover my boobs and pull my skirt down. "I have to go."

"Wait." He grabs my arm, "I can finish you off?" Why is it even a question? If he wanted to, he'd do it.

I fix my hair and open up the car door. "No thanks. I have to get back."

"Okay." He happily responds because he's the one who got off.

This was supposed to be about me. I thought this would be hot, sneaking off into a stranger's car and having my way with him. It's called a mutual benefit, and I'm not feeling very beneficial right about now. I was just about to close the door on him forever when he said something that caught my attention, "Are you going to tell Shawn?"

"What?"


When I open my eyes I'm in our bedroom, laying down on my back and wet as hell from my dream. "Livia?" I turn to look at Shawn beside me. "Are you okay? You were moaning." Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Why did Shawn have to mention me sleeping with someone else? Especially when we're overdue for sex. I'm getting turned on by men who can't even satisfy me in my sleep. "Yeah, I think so." I told him. I can't look him in the eyes right now.

"Are you sure?" He questions with a seductive tone. I still can't face him. "Because it sounded like you were having a sex dream." As he's talking, his hand traces up my leg until he reaches the top of my sleep shorts. Shawn slides underneath the fabric of the shorts as well as my panties and begins to touch me. I inhale a sharp gasp as he feels around my clit. "Mmm, definitely a sex dream." Goddamn him and his sexy ass voice.

Shawn pauses to adjust the position. He grabs the top of my shorts and pulls them down until I'm naked from my navel down. My sleep shirt is his, and he loves it when I wear it during sex. I find it hot myself, to wear his clothes and to smell like him.

He lowers himself down and begins peppering kisses up my thighs. Every now and then he'll bite my body but not too hard. That mixed with the kissing makes me more turned on than ever. It's better than my dream, better than some random hookup with a guy I barely know. Shawn starts to touch me again and slips two of his fingers inside me.

I curse under my breath, feeling the curling of his fingers once they're deep inside me. My pleasure only intensifies when he puts his hot mouth on me. I prop myself up on my elbows to watch him licking me and finger fucking me at the same time. It turns my whimpers into moans seeing how good he makes me feel.

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