This Is Not A Dream

“Autumn.” Damon moaned as he kissed my lips hungrily, our hands roaming eachothers bodies. I ran my hand over his stomach, it tensed under my hand, he kissed my neck and sucked on it, I moaned in pleasure, “This is the best dream I’ve ever had,” I gasped. He stopped kissing me and his body went stiff. Did I do someth...