Periclum (old version)

Chapter 17

The touch from the top of his fingers touched passionately against Mia's hot skin, causing a soft gasp to fall out from her lips as she was not prepared for the sudden gesture. Just as a cold brief of air crept against her naked arms, his hand stroked it, soft and warm against it sending all kinds of emotions through her head.

Never had she been touched like this.

His rough hand continued up to her naked shoulder, by the strap of her tank top, and stopped its pace when his fingertips met the base of her neck, so sensual Mia wanted to crumble from beneath him. A heavy breath fell from her lips as the large veiny hand wrapped around her neck, giving him more space by tilting her chin up and burying her head in her pillow. Oh— Mia felt the pleasure strike through her, down to the part where she arched him the most, causing her head to spin.

A hand appeared out of nowhere and gripped tightly on her naked thigh, bending it up to graze at the side of his hip. Mia's back arched, wanted to feel his chest against hers but she never felt it. It was weird, he was so close yet so far away at the same time. He was not there where she wanted him to be, as shy she was she maintained silent and let him do what he was accomplishing.

She felt his head move closer to hers, his hot breath hitting against her ear before she sensed the feeling of warm soft lips brushing on her earlobe. He moved closer, she could feel that. It became heavier on the bed but Mia wasn't going to start complaining. She wanted it so bad.

He put pressure on the base of Mia's neck with his thumb, causing an unexpected muffled moan to escape her innocent lips. "Aiden..." She gasped softly just as he bit down her earlobe, hot mouth around it, a feeling Mia had never felt before which provoked her mouth to fall open.

It all happened so fast, her feelings were on edge by the sensual perception around her, his hips thrushed forward between her legs and met where she had been arching him the most.

Mia's eyes snapped open, expecting to see his chestnut wavy hair and his incredibly delightful brown eyes only to be met by her white ceiling as she was now alone on her bed, cold sweating, and panting.

She swallowed thickly as she sat up in her bed, her blankets were pushed to her legs and her hair was glued against her neck. She felt exhausted, her heart was beating so overwhelming against her rib cage it almost started to hurt. It wasn't a question of how confused she was when she was suddenly back into reality and from what happened.

What just happened?

Mia almost couldn't remember what she was dreaming about until reality struck through her like lightning and a permanent blush covered her cheeks.

Did she just have an erotic dream about Aiden?

She was embarrassed that he could get her feeling this way to have a dream so erotic.

A burning feeling of desire traveled through Mia's body as she stood up from her bed. As much as she didn't want to admit it, she felt disappointed the dream wasn't real because it felt so true she could almost feel the hot feeling from his fingers wandering on her skin.

Flushed was a way of describing how Mia felt at that moment as she walked into her bathroom. Both from the dream but also from embarrassment. She had never had such a hot dream about someone she cared about and never had she felt that sticky feeling between her leg when she pulled down her underwear. It was barely impossible to expand her blush even more.

Mia stepped into the shower with colorful thoughts flying in her brain as the hot water fell against her head. It felt so real that she had been touched by those places by someone else, she could still feel his fingers linger on her.