i ran into the room and locked the door. my heart was pounding against my chest. i looked around for anything i could use as a weapon. nothing. i couldn't believe it. i hear the footsteps approaching. i began to panic. i scan the room and to my luck there is no where good to hide. i just run under the bed and hope he doesn't see me. the doorknob starts to move a lot, but after a while it stops. as i'm coming out from under the bed, the door busts open and i see a tall figure approaching me with something in his hand. a knife. he lifts the knife over his head and shoots it down towards me..
i sit up in the bed, sweat on my forehead. my heart is beating fast. it was just another bad dream. i've been having those every once in a while. i look around at the dark room and see a figure standing in the corner. i scream and alex, who was sleeping next to me shoots up. "bebe, are you ok? what happened? "alex said as he turned on the light in the nightstand next to him. i looked back over to where i saw the figure and noticed it was only a hoodie hanging on the closet door.
"sorry, i didn't mean to scare you. i just had a bad dream." "it's fine. as long as you're ok." he leaned over and pecked my lips. he turned off the light and laid down, wrapping his arms around me. i buried my face in his neck and breathed in his sent.
i was half asleep when i felt alex's hands travel down to my ass. i didn't really think much of it since he does it often. after a while of resting his hands there, he wrapped my leg around his waist and pressed our bodies together. i felt his hardness press against my heat. shit.
i didn't realize it, but i had slowly started to grind against him. he tensed up a bit and started breathing heavily. i let out a small moan and i myself had started breathing heavily as well. "bebe, i need you. now." i whispered into his ear, begging. he laid me on my back and took of his clothes, as well as mine. he kept in grinding against me, teasing me. "you better fucking stop hamid" he knew i was getting impatient, so he slowly entered me. his thrust we long and slow, and full of love.
as he started picking up the pace, i moaned into his ear while he grunted into mine. "turn around baby"
he said in a baby voice. he got off of me and i turned around. he squeezed my ass and placed him self at my entrance. "ready?" i nodded my head furiously, needing him back in me. he started thrusting into me, faster than last time. he was soon pounding into me, our skin clapping against each other and our moans loud as fuck. "fuck alex don't stop" i moaned. he started going faster, if it was even possible. my wetness covered his member which made him slide in and out of me easily.his trust were becoming sloppy and i knew he was close. i was too so it was good. "where do you want me to cum?" "i'm on the pills" "mmmh fuck. ok." a couple more thrust and i reached me high, just as i felt him release in me. he pulled out and laid on top of me, out sweaty bodies pressed closely together.
"if this is gonna happen after all of my bad dreams, maybe they should happen more often."
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