Heavy breathing

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When I saw him standing in front of my bed I quickly sat down, trying to cover myself with quilt. His voice came to me late as he asked "Are you ok?". My heart started to racing like silly, my breath became heavy. Before I was even able to reply I felt his chest on my forehead as he hugged me. We stayed like this few minutes and finally I replied " I had this nightmare again about this night. It is not going to stop... I still see his teeth close to my neck." He did not say anything just simply continued hugging me as I was crying loudly. I no needed to look at his face to feel understanding. When I finally putted myself together, he remove his hands from me, bend down and looked into my eyes. And again he spoke " I am really sorry that I wasn't there earlier for you. I am sorry if you are having hard time here because I never sleep... It is strange for me to having human here especially as a maid. Today u have free day, u need to rest." My jaw was almost touching the floor. I didn't expected him to say to me I am his first human maid, but I am glad that I have free day. I will not be able to face him today after what happened now. My lu** was to big towards him and if not this the room door was open who knows how it will end. I will keep this memory of him in my room forever. His scent, his voice, everything... For now I can only dream about this all. I hope he will come here more often. As I was so busy with my thoughts I saw him looking at me with the smirk on his face. My cheeks got red immediately and I realized I was looking at his chest way too long. I took my eyes out of him... My mind was calmed down as never before but my heart was beating fast. I looked at him last time and before I even knew I fell asleep again. But this time I had peaceful sleep with pretty naughty dreams about him. I got wet, but this felt so right. I did not want to be awake, I wanted to dream about his tongue on my bare skin... This made me to breathing heavily again. But this time I wanted it to be this way. I wanted to feel sexy, not scared at all. This guy was making mess in my head but I did not mind it. All I cared about it was his chest touching my forehead... I hoped that this dream will come true one day. 
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