erotic dream: 2

In my dream, we were alone. It was late at night, and a lone car remained in the parking garage. It was deadly quiet, and our conversation had lulled into silence. I had no idea why you’d grown quiet, but I knew all too well why I had. My imagination was running wild again, and it made me ache and shake a little as I looked at you.

In my dream, we were alone.
It was late at night, and a lone car remained in the parking garage. It was deadly quiet, and our conversation had lulled into silence. I had no idea why you’d grown quiet, but I knew all too well why I had. My imagination was running wild again, and it made me ache and shake a little as I looked at you.
You murmured something again, one of those comments that teased and promised but never quite delivered.
My thighs were damp underneath my skirt.

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