This feeling is beautiful—him holding me tight, kissing me as he whispers sweet words in my ear. His hands move under my dress, and I moan his name. He knows exactly what he does to me, and I’m his. He unzips the back of my dress and pulls it off.
"God, you're so beautiful." I blush.
He’s perfect—he always has been. I always thought I’d fall for a guy with a physique and six-pack, but here I am, in love with him—my tall, slim guy. He barely has any flesh on his bones, but I love him. His hands move to the strap of my bra, caressing me, and I moan his name again.
"Adrian." He smiles at that and fully grabs my lips with his. I always knew I loved him.
A loud ringing wakes me from my sleep. I open my eyes and realize it was just a dream. I curse in my head but see an arm draped over me. R
