Page 24 of Chasing Ghosts
I should have worn panties this time. I should have known better and made sure I didn’t…Oh my God! When my hand gets where it needs to be, I find a massive amount of wetness that has me gasping and trying to figure out what I am going to do.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I…I didn’t mean to. I don’t know how…,”
My body is shaking, and everything is drawn too tight.
He flips us, and I end up under him. My hand shoots out to grab onto his shoulder, but I quickly realize it leaves my breasts bare.
“Were you dreaming about me, baby?”
“I…,” I clamp my mouth closed and nod for him.
“Dreaming about me specifically?”
“Yes.” My voice is shaky and barely comes out as a soft whisper.
“I was dreaming about you.” Oh my God! “I thought we were making love, and then I woke up to find you on top of me, moving these sexy hips and bare naked.”
I roll my lips between my teeth to keep myself from whimpering. I need to…tell him how sorry I am and make a dash to the bathroom, find clothes, and try to hide for the rest of my time here. But I can’t do any of those things because I’m trapped under him.
“Cori,” He makes sure I am looking at him before he continues, “I woke up with your sweet nipple in my mouth.”
“I’m so sor…”
“What you were feeling when you tried to cover your pretty pussy up,” he leans forward and rubs his lips against mine, “was me.”
“Y…you? Do you mean…? You…?”
He nods.
“I came as soon as I wrapped my mouth around you.”
“That’s…oh…!”
“You’re innocent, aren’t you, sweet girl?”
Does he mean innocent of making a mess? Or innocent completely and totally?
“Let’s start this way, okay? Have you ever been like this with someone? Naked and bare?”
I shake my head no.
“Have you ever been up against a man like you were me with clothes on?”
Again, I give him a small head shake.
“Have you ever touched yourself? Made yourself cum?”
This head shake is accompanied by a small gasp.
“Were you close when we woke up?”
I start to give him the typical head shake when I stop and search his eyes. “I…I don’t know.”
Chapter Eighteeen
Mac
God damn! How am I supposed to move and walk away from her when her sweet face is staring up at me so innocent and trusting? When she looks at me like this, I feel like a fucking king. She looks at me like I have all the answers, and it makes me want to find them.
