I had that dream again last night. He was there laying on the bed. Waiting for me. A sheet draped over his front and nothing else. His face covered by the shadow the dim lit room created. He called me over with his finger.
"Come, Sapphire."
I don't know why but I walked over to him. Stoping by the bed. "Strip." I lift my hand up to pull down the strap of the teddy I am wearing. It soon falls to the floor and I am standing in just a pair of lace panties. I can't see his face still but I can tell that he means all of it. I pull out of my panties as well.
"Good girl."
I blush and find my cheeks hearing up at his words. He holds out his hand a I grab on to it. He pulls me to the bed. I fall on top of him and he flips us over. I shiver as I felt something brush past my leg. It tickles and my head shoots up. Before I can as a question his lips meet mine.
"Don't fight it little girl. You know who I am."
I still can't see his face but I feel as if I know him. I'm confused for this isn't the first time I have dreamed of him. Every night since I moved to this new town I dreamed of him. Every dream is more intense than the last.
"But..."
"Don't fight it. Remember."
I shake my head in frustration. Somewhere deep in my mind I know but I feel as though I shouldn't admit that.
"Say my name." He starts kissing down my neck. His hands on my breast and thighs. "Say it."
"Alexander." I breathe out. He chucked.
"Good girl." Sudden the shadow over his face disappears and I see his face. Those beautiful brown eyes that are glowing hazel. Dark brown hair and the mole on the left side of his face. I know this face well he owns the coffee shop that I got to everyday before work. His smile those lips. Yes I know him alright. In more ways than one but only in my dreams. I never said more than two words to him outside of my dreams.
He has one hand cupping my neck. The other palming my rear. So what's that I feel tracing my spine?
"What is that?"
He smiles. "What do you think it is?"
"Um.....I'm afraid to answer."
"Then don't." Then he kisses me and I realize. I don't want to know.
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Can you guess what he is? 🌚
