Sua Farfalla

I'm horny

(A/N: little dirty scene here fellas, skip the dream if it's not your piece of cake).

Jenna's POV:

So... I'm horny. Like, really horny.

After bringing myself to the third orgasm of the night, I can't help but feel like it's not enough. 

Like I'm not enough to fulfill my wet desires.

The longer I wait here for someone to touch me, the dirtier my mind would get, playing tricks on me.

Last night, for example, I experienced the hottest dream I have ever had.

*Jenna's dream*

My eyes are wide open but I see nothing, just darkness. 

A silky material hovering over my eyes, keeping me from seeing anything. I'm blindfolded.

A suddenly felt a soft hand tracing random lines all over my body with the pads of its fingers, leaving nothing untouched.

But as soon as I felt that hand, it disappeared. 

Trying desperately to reach out for it, I noticed I couldn't move at all. I'm tied up.

Good.

I feel a hot breath on the right side of my neck, lips almost touching my needy skin, but never quite doing so.

Just as I thought the breath would disappear like the hand that was previously touching me, I feel the right side of my neck being harshly kissed and sucked on by the warmest lips I've ever felt.

Those exact lips moved expertly along the whole perimeter of my neck, sucking so hard I was sure it was leaving marks on it's way.

Too hot and bordered to notice my surroundings, I suddenly felt the lost hand make its appearance again, softly tracing the insides of my folds with just one finger.

It kept moving up and down until it came to a hast stop just above my c**t, the mouth never stopping its assault on my neck.

Feeling the finger press against it, I tried to moan only to realize no noise was being made. 

It then started to move into minuscule circles on my center of nerves, with a pace ever so slowly I literally couldn't take it.

But then that touch became quicker, harsher, sloppier. Hotter.

Feeling three fingers being inserted in me at once, I screamed as loud as my lungs allowed me, also feeling the attacking mouth just against my ear, fanning hot breath over it.

"Ding ding", I heard it say before I felt the absence of touch and my body started relaxing, as if I was floating over clouds.

"Ding ding", that same voice said again, successfully making me open my eyes, keeping me away from the pleasure I so desperately needed.

*End of Jenna's dream*

Before I could even start enjoying that sweet dream, my freaking alarm woke me up.

Awesome.

Turning to look at my phone's screen, I read 'May the 5th, 7:30 am'. 

Great, what a shitty date.

With a loud frustrated growl, I turned off the alarm and closed my eyes waiting for the next five alarms to try and wake me, each only five minutes away from each other given I generally turn them all off.

After fighting three 'ding ding' sessions, I finally decide to let the forth one win, successfully making me raise from the comfort of my queen sized bed.

Stretching my muscles like a cat, I walked toward the bathroom in a long shirt that I obviously stole from Austin, and did my morning routine.

Being the tidy human being that I am, I then made my bed and walked towards the kitchen for some breakfast.

There's nothing a good hot coffee in the morning couldn't fix, so I immediately turned the coffee maker on with the hope that it might make my s****l frustration go away.

Yeah, it didn't.

Sipping on the throat burning liquid, cause I like it that hot, I decided to make some toasts.

Nutella and a plate full of perfectly heated bread on one hand, and a cup of coffee on the other, I walked towards the table and grabbed the newspaper.

Yeah, I'm one of the few living creatures that still read the damn paper.

Flipping through the pages since I had no idea what's been going on in the world lately, I read headline after headline waiting for something to catch my eye.

'A sixteen year old girl found r***d and murder...'

'Protests against the new raise in taxes concerning...'

'Political disputes between countries over the land...'

Yeah, same old same old. 

Fucked up s**t everywhere.

Sighing deeply at what this world's society has come to, I finished my breakfast and cleaned the dishes, deciding to get ready for work.

-

It was six pm when I left the office, having been interviewing people to take the 'publicist manager' position since our previous one had to be fired given he sucked.

Driving towards Austin's place, I decided to try and convince him to go out for the night, given it was Friday and he had been locked up in that apartment for the last six days.

As soon as I got there, I threw my purse somewhere around the living room and practically dived into Austin's comfortable bed, hearing him chuckle from his place in front of the laptop.

"Long day?" He asked while typing quickly on the keyboard. 

I swear, he types so fast I honestly think he's not actually writing anything.

"Exhausting one", I replied, my words muffled by the pillows below my mouth.

"It's not over yet though", he said with a glint of amusement in his voice.

Flipping over the mattress so that I'm now facing the roof, I look at him weirdly before shrugging it off altogether. 

"True, cause I intend to spend the whole night watching "Clueless" with my little baby boy while my big bro gets laid".

With an unamused laugh, he answered without facing away from his computer screen. 

"Not happening sis, I got tons of work to finish".

"Well then I'll be in the living room watching the movie with Benji".

Raising from the bed to go eat nachos, I got stopped by Austin.

"He's asleep Jen", rubbing his eyes tiredly, he looks at me straight in the eye before speaking. "Look, I really don't mean to sound rude, but I need quietness tonight so that I can concentrate. Would you mind going back to your apartment?"

"But I won't make a sound, I promise" I said while pouting.

"Little sis, you and I both know how you get when you see Paul Rudd, you're gonna scream nasty things at the screen each time he pops up. I can't have my baby son hearing those obscenities".

With a scoff, I ignored his statement altogether since it was damn true, and decided to try and convince him some other way. 

"But what will you eat, Austin? You clearly don't have time to cook... I'll do it for you!"

Chirping, I tried to walk away towards the kitchen once again only for the annoyance I called brother to grab my upper arm stopping me.

"I've already ordered a pizza. Jenna, please go, I promise I'll make it up to you. In fact...".

He walked to the fridge and opened it, grabbing his extra large can of whipped cream and handing it over to me.

"Here. This is how sorry I am. I'm giving you my precious whipped cream".

With a sigh, I grabbed the treasure from his hand and also my purse. 

Kissing him on the cheek and wishing him good luck, I walked into the elevator and started devouring the delicious white gold, pouring it into my mouth.

Driving towards my apartment, I couldn't help but feel lonely and bored. 

I need attention, otherwise I'll die.

Reaching my front door, I dive into my purse looking for my keys. 

Why is there a used band-aid and half a Cheeto in here?

Finally finding them, I unlocked my door.

The second I walked in, I realized the lights were dimmed and saw petal roses across the whole floor, creating a sort of pathway.

Walking further into the room, seriously considering I had a stalker or something who broke in, I saw candles lit on my table and plates set for two.

Just as I was about to turn around, two strong and large arms snaked around my waist and my chest from behind, and I felt the person's nose come down to my neck, inhaling my scent deeply.

For the first time ever, that gesture didn't disgust me.

"There are no handcuffs on me now, farfalla", a deep accented voice spoke huskily into my right ear.

'f**k yes' I thought to myself. 'Finally'.