At his disposal

Chapter 7 - Hallucinating

Nathalie POV

It was the third time I showered today. One in the morning, one after gym class and now right before going straight to bed. I let the ice-cold water pour down my back and tried to rinse all the hotness and bubbliness out of my body, but it only worked like it had done all the other times... Not at all…

The last few days had seriously been a rollercoaster with these heat swings, and I thought this must be how menopause would feel like. One moment I was all fine, but suddenly, the heat and bubbling and the sweet smell making me insane hit me. I was sure I was about to go crazy…

When I finally gave up after only feeling a bit of release, I turned off the water and jumped out of the shower grabbing a soft black towel to wrap around my steamy little body. I couldn’t stay under the stream any longer without my mom coming breaking down the door to see if I was still breathing. It had been a very long day and I was so exhausted from hiding all these feelings I had bottled up inside of me from the girls. Especially because I felt like Marie was on to me, she could feel I wasn’t telling the whole truth, that’s for sure, because she was keeping an extra eye on me and poking me with interrogational questions the whole day. But I mean I would have expected nothing less, she was after all the girl who knew me the best and we just had this special bond I couldn’t explain, she was similar to me in a lot of ways. Just as strong as me even though she was good at hiding it, and even though she always complained about sports and gym class she was actually quite athletic just a little lazy about it and had a killer metabolism, so there was no need for her to act like she needed or wanted to lift a weight or run a mile ever for the rest of her life. And at last we had talked so many times about this feeling of having a little someone inside your head telling you what to do. This part I never opened up about fully because again: crazy alert! But I felt like she really got me. Maybe someday I would have to but for now I would keep my lips sealed for as long as possible with that and with the answers to all her interrogational questions about Friday night and my mood swings.

I jumped in to bed all naked in another attempt to keep the heat down and even left my balcony door a little open, I felt like that kind of helped and I had been feeling the heat cooling down for a while now so to me that was a sign that the PJ was not going on tonight and the fresh air could keep on flowing. At this point I would do anything to get a decent night of beauty sleep, it had been a while now and I truly needed it. After a little while in the cold silky sheets I felt myself slowly drifting away into the darkness not all hot and bothered…

He was looking at me with those deep brown eyes of his, sucking me in with all he got but still nothing more than just his glare. I could see the darkness coming to surface in his eyes. The look of lust was spilled across his face as he looked at me from across the room. I couldn’t take it much longer, I wanted to feel those precious lips of his all over my hot and fuming body, I needed to taste them and to touch every part of that masculine chest, but I couldn’t move, not only his eyes had me locked down to the bed and the silk sheets I was also tied to the bedrail by my wrists and ankles, all exposed for him to touch. I felt myself getting all wet between my legs as he started to walk towards me, as he was just at the end of the bed he lowered himself down between my knees and his eyes were all black now matching the sweet loose Italian-like curls of his which fell on my thigh as he bent down to place a kiss at the inside of my thigh so close to my arousal. It was too much, I could smell my own arousal and let out a deep moan…

I woke up with a shock as the moan had escaped from my lips, all hot and bothered in my silk sheets. It had felt so real, and I couldn’t wrap my head around it just being a dream, so I was determined not to open my eyes just yet. I could still awake smell my arousal and that assured me that not only my mind but also my body had felt this dream very intense. It felt like he was right here with me, and I felt like I could smell him all over my room. I forced my eyes open at the thought and looked around the room, I needed any sign I could get to tell me I was not going insane, and there in the corner of my room by the balcony door I saw a big black masculine shadow looking like it was facing me but I couldn’t tell in the dark and it was standing so still I wasn’t sure if this thing were just my mind playing tricks with me. I reached towards the little lamp at my nightstand as quickly as I could but as soon as I looked away to reach out and turn on the light I felt a breeze breaking through my room and as the light came on the shadow was all gone and the only thing moving was the curtains fluttering at the sudden wind breeze that had come as soon as I turned on the lights.

Was I really getting to the point of craziness where I was starting to hallucinate?