“I know” I sigh.
“But soon, I’ll come all over you. Do you want that?” he asks.
“Yes,” I reply.
“Soon. Make me come,” he says. “Right now.”
I take his cheeks in my hands and press my lips to his. I ride him hard, flexing and clenching my pussy. I ignore my own pleasure and focus on the sounds he’s making, the groans, the harshness of his breath, the way he’s grasping at my skin. He pulls away from me with a loud moan and a “Holy fuck!” and even though his cock is covered, I can feel him flexing inside me. I can feel everything. I don’t want it to stop.
* * *
Iwakeup at four a.m. Another nightmare, but this time I don’t scream. I just jerk myself awake. My heart isn’t pounding, it’s trying to claw its way out of my chest. I’m in an episode of that vampire show, but it’s mixed with this movie I saw about terrorists taking hostages at an all boys boarding school and I’m there and I’m famous. More famous than I should be.
I’ve seen this episode before. I get shot in the back, but I survive. I try to retrace those steps, but none of the other actors are following the script. I have to hide somewhere else. I check all the halls and all the closets, and there’s nowhere to go. I’m back in Kleinman’s suddenly and I go to hide under a mountain of unfolded sweaters and jeans, but I’m moving too much and a gunman sees me. I wake up right when he pulls his trigger.
I can’t breathe when I open my eyes. I feel the tears stinging at my lids, but I hold them back, thinking of how bad my chest hurts. Shep and Titus are both knocked out, both snoring. I look at Shep in the darkness. I want to wake him up. I want him to hold me, but he had a terrible night and managed to shove it all down to please me the way I wanted him to. He looks too peaceful to be disturbed.
I slip out of bed and dig up my phone. I quietly walk into his living room. It’s so cold, in every way. I wrap myself in that blanket and I send a text to Liz. She might be awake.
I can’t sleep.
What’s wrong?
What did he do?
I’ll kill him.
Nothing.I add a laughing emoji.
Just had a bad dream.
Oh, Laudi. I’m sorry.
Do you want me to call you?
Nah. Shep’s still asleep
and it’s quiet enough to hear a pin drop.
So? I’ll call you anyway.
I’ll tell him to fuck right off.
You come first.
Really you don’t have to.
I just wanted to text you.
I want you to come home.
I’m worried about you.
I know he seems nice, but I’m still worried.
I know, but I’m okay. I promise.
Also, he’s great. And I’ll be back soon.
