The Proposal

13 - Cock-blocker

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Moans...

That was the only thing escaping my lips as Nicholas's hand roamed my body, stopping right between my legs. My whole body shivered with want, and I anticipated his next actions with utmost desire.

I wanted him.

I wanted him so bad.

He started kissing every inch of my body, starting from my neck, to my cleavage. His hand started slowly rubbing the throbbing part between my legs, making me even more wet.

His lips skimmed through my cleavage, stopping at my very erect and hard nipples. He slowly traced his tongue around them one at a time, while his hand continued the rubbing between my legs.

My senses were overwhelmed by his touch. I couldn't wait anymore, I needed him. With one hand, I reached down for his erection and grabbed it in my hand through his shorts. It was rock hard as predicted. I started stroking it. When I couldn't get enough, I started pulling down his shorts, wanting more access.

After I pulled down his shorts, I reached out to grab him again, but he grabbed my hand and pinned it to the bed. He lifted his head to look at me, almost threatening, but in a sexy way. I bit my lips, anticipating his next action.

He then took my second hand and joined it with my other hand above my head, pinning them on the bed with his one hand. He parted my legs using his knee until they were wide apart.

At that point, I was dripping with anticipation. His eyes were on me, never leaving me, as he positioned himself between my legs. He was just about to glide into me when suddenly....

I woke up.
I literally jerked up, heaving deep breaths.

What the actual hell!

Did I just have a sex dream about Nicholas?

Oh, I was totally screwed.

I looked around me, and I noticed light seeping in through the curtains. I checked the time on my phone and saw that it was past 9 in the morning. I relaxed back on my bed, thinking about the dream.

I couldn't believe I was dreaming about him, and it didn't even feel like a dream. It felt so real. A little part of me wished it wasn't a dream. A little part of me wanted it to be very real.

I started seeing flashes of the dream in my mind, i closed my eyes and let it all in. The feeling of his touch, I wanted to know what his touch actually felt like. I wanted him to kiss me, touch me, and do things to me.

Nope! I wasn't doing this.

I got up from my bed. I wasn't going to let Nicholas consume my thoughts. It was way too early for that. I needed to do something about this and fast. So, an idea came to my head.

I needed to have sex. I needed to be with another man without any attachments. Another man who would make me forget about Nicholas. Someone who would make me stop imagining what being with him would feel like.