Chapter 12

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THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL MATERIAL THAT SOME MIGHT FIND OFFENSIVE. IF YOU DON'T LIKE READING IT, OR ARE NOT OLD ENOUGH, PLEASE DON'T READ IT. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

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Chapter 12          Outside of dreams.

(Scarlett's POV)

     I woke feeling refreshed, just as I had the first time Esra had come to me in my dreams.  Except, this time I expected it, and this time I knew it was him.  I had really wanted to send him away, but even in my dreams, my body just can't help itself.  I stretched lasily under the covers, feeling like I wanted to stay there all day.  Just as I had that thought, I heard a knock at the door.  I groaned, I really didn't want to deal with my life today, I just wanted to stay here under the covers and ignore the knocking, and no sooner did the thought cross my mind, Esra's sexy voice entered my mind.

'I know your awake.  Please let me in?'  He asked pleadingly

I smiled remembering the way he had made me feel like I was the only woman in my dreams, but reality was, that I wasn't the only one.

'Yes, you are my love.  You will always be the only one'  he said, invading my mind again.

"Well, come in then"  I said out loud, staying in my cocoon under the covers.

     Before I could think to get up, Esra was under the covers and had his muscled arms wrapped around my waist.  Pulling me to him from behind.  "Good morning" he whispered, causing me to shiver.  I felt him smile against my skin.  My body instinctually moved closer to his, seeking his warmth.  It irritated me that my body betrayed me this way.

"Esra, I am tired, physically and emotionally.  I need a day off.  Please."  I begged him.  I just needed to pretend I was home today.  I was so homesick.  I missed my mom, and most of all I missed my brother.  He was everything to me.  He was the one who always helped me through anything, and here, when I really needed him the most, I couldn't go to him.

"You can go to me, Scarlett.  I am here for you.  If you want to stay in this bed all day, I will happily stay here with you"  He said lustfully, moving his hands over my body.  His touch sending those sparks that were becoming familiar to me, across my skin.

"You are my problem, I can't talk to you about my problems with you.  I'm sorry.  And as nice as you are making me feel right now,"  I let out a moan as his lips made their way to just below my ear.  "I think you should stop."

"Why?  You want me, I want you, let me show you how good I can be for you.  Let me take your mind away.  Just for a little while."  He breathed against my ear.  I could hear a desperation in his voice.  In one smooth move, only someone as skilled as he was could make, I was rolled over, with him on top of me, my legs wrapped around him, causing butterflies in my stomach.  His hand pinning both of mine above my head, while his other hand was slowly drawing a pattern on my bare thigh.  I sighed.  

'Why do you do this to me?  How do you do this to me?  I need space, and here you are making me feel like all I need is you.'  I asked him in my mind, my eyes locked on his.  I wanted an honest answer, and I wanted to see his face when he answered it.  He had an advantage right now.  His powerful body pinning me, I was only wearing a bra and my panties.  I knew that he knew he could take whatever he wanted from me, whether I wanted to give it or not, but here he was begging me.  Instead of just taking.  Was it an act?  I had never had a man in my life give me a choice, ask me and actually wait for an answer before taking what they wanted.  I didn't know what this was.  It was a new world to me in more ways than one.

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