Forever Bound

Chapter Three

The Dream

Elle Nita was so preoccupied trying to get away unseen she didn't even noticed her surroundings. Now that she had the time to look around Everything in her apartment looked better, smelled better.She took a deep breath and take it all in. She has never felt better. She could feel an energy pulsating through her. She felt like she has just drank a bucket of caffeine. She felt ultra energized and extremely relaxed at once. It was hard to put into but the only way to described what she was feeling is to say she felt alive. Like never before.  She could smelled the lavender flower in the kitchen has she stepped through the door. Everything in the house seems to have an extra spark. Everything was just beautiful. It was almost like being high on marijuana except more ecstatic. She didnt have a clue of  what she did last night but she was damn sure as hell she liked it she thought as she looked at herself in the full length mirror before her. She felt like dancing. She skipped over to the entertainment unit, plugged in the speaker to her iPod and played the song Happy by Pharrell. Dancing crazily to the rhythm of the song she song loudly.

"Because I'm happy." She sang and danced. Naked she jumped over the pile of white sheet on the floor and dance her way to the bathroom.

"Because I'm happy."

This was the best shower of her life, she would have stayed in the shower all day. When the warm water touched her skin it felt like heaven, it felt like nothing before. Elle Nita was convinced it was not the same shower she took every morning. Nothing was the same. As she stepped out of the shower the sixth song in her playlist played. It was one of Kelly Clarkson songs, Catching My Breath. She never really liked the song but when she listened to it this time it was like she communicated with the music or it communicated with her rather. It touched her soul. She felt the singer emotions. She felt every word, rhythm and beat of the music. It sounded cheesy but it was the most accurate way she could describe what felt. Tears filled in her eyes though she wasn't sad. But she couldn'texplain the emotions she felt but except from being more intense they resemble how she felt when she told her self that she wasn't going to mourn when the only persons that she cared about left her. The only mom and dad she had, the only friends, the only persons who cared about her. She didn't not mourn them despite what others think. Instead she she left everything she had, knew behind and came here to start a new life in the City of Sin. 
Suddenly , she felt different , it was a familiar feeling, she think it was sadness.
Wow, in a few minutes her emotion has changed like a cammolilian. From excited, to happy, to sad. It was not like her. She wasn't what people would call emotional.
'I have to stop doing this what I'm doing. It's not good to think too much.'she scrolled herself as she usually did for she knows that they are no other way to survive and live happy and free without a care in the world.
It was the only way.
Party
Champagne
A hotty everynite
*No regrets*

Elle Nita went to her underwear draw and took out matching black bra and panty. While putting on her bra her eyes fell to her breast, they seem a little bigger and definitely higher. There was a tiny scar on her right wrist, it was no longer there. She has never realised before but the barely visible abs she had was much more pronounced now. Guess the morning yoga was finally taking effect.

Then she went into the living room where she turned off the music on her iPod. The house became filled with silence. The silence was calming and peaceful. It was like a tranquilizer and she gave into it, letting herself fall on to her bed where she felt asleep within minutes.

Rick watched as her breast that strains against her bra rise and fall slowly to her breathing. Her eyes were closed and she looked like she was sort of smiling in her sleep. Her black bra in contrast with her pale creamy breast. Before Rick could stop himself he was tracing the edges of it with his fingertips before cupping the creamy swells with his hands. Her breasts filled his palm, her nipples tight buds underneath the soft material.

A gentle scratch on Elle Nita's breast woke her. Opening her eyes she saw a man naked in her bed. She was about to scream when he stopped by pressing his lips to her parted lips. The kissed not only chased away her fright but it brought a hungry, a desire for more. She knew it was crazy kissing a naked man she didn't know how was in her bed but she couldn't stop. The kiss was wild and hungry.

He broke the kiss, let out a hiss, and tore the bra's front closure apart. Her breast jumping free. He knead one breast with one hand and suckling her nipples, making mild bites. She moan and screamed as he suckled and caressed.

One minute they were on the bed, the next they were against the wall, on the floor. She knows she might suffer a few bruises later but she didn't care. He latched on to her hair, dragged her head backward with a jerk and nipped on her earlobe as he thrust inside from behind in a fast rhythm on the carpeted floor. They moaned and breathe frantically.

They shift position quickly with him still inside her. She now laid on her back with him on top of her. He was close to orgasm again, she came twice already and was about to again. He roared making faster and deeper thrusts as his released came to its peak, while she screamed. Her nails biting into his flesh. Their body shook as the release ended and he fell on top of her knocking the breath out of her

Rick phone rang waking him from the most vivid wet dream he has ever had. He took his phone from the bedside table and barked a hello.

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Elle Nita looked around her room, there was no evidence of a MBS. She couldn't believe it was a dream it seemed so real. Between her legs was wet and throbbing. Echoes of those orgasms she dreamt of made her bite her bottom lip.

With a groan she got to her feet and headed for the bathroom. Looking at herself in the mirror her hair messy in a just had MBS way. Pieces of the dream flash into her memory. She could still feel him on her skin. It weird but she can't remember the face of the person she just had the wettest dream of her life.

The throbbing got worse.

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