Chapter 3 It started as a dream |

It started as a dream.

Reina.

I moved in with him as his maid. He gave me a cold shoulder. He barely talks to me. He is a cold man, and he alienates himself from me. However, he is good-looking and extremely sexy. My boss is sexy as hell, and I don't mind having a piece of him.

He had a compelling aura. He was also a neat freak. I clean every minute.

Everything was normal between us. My boss went to work very early and came back very late. He never smiles and he is always cold. I always get wet down there whenever I think about my hot sexy boss.

And it's led to this:

I started having wet nightmares about my boss. I have an erotic night dream about my boss. He is fucking me hard.

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Nightmares.

He moved closer to me before he placed his hands on my thighs. Under his gentle touch, which only aroused me more than it scared me.

"Spread them for me," he requested.

I found myself obeying him willingly. It was like I was not in control of myself anymore.

I followed his fingers, mesmerized by such a benevolent touch.

"Do you want me? He asked. His fingers intertwined my hard nipples.

"Mm, a moan slipped from my lips.

"Yes, I moaned out, swaying my hips to greet his warm hand. My clit was imploring his touch as he continued messaging my inner thighs and sensitive boobs.

I closed my eyes, drifting into the sea of ecstatic desire wrestling with myself. I fought the need to release a moan when his hot lips and teeth pinched my swollen clit. His fingers tips made contact with my aching clit, leaving me in need.

"Will you come for me? He muttered.

He began to go faster and faster as the anticipation began to build in me.

"Yes, yes, I moan." Faster, I exhaled an answer as I pushed for my climax.

I followed the deep thrust of his fingers as they slid deep into my moisture.

"I am going to come, Boss." "Ha".....ha.

My legs were shaking hysterically. I fought to savor every sensational orgasm that left my body.

I rose from my bed as the husky morning voice muffled into her pillow. Since when did she have a wet dream? It bothered me that a dream could have such an effect on me. How would my mind control me even during my slumber? I want my boss to be mine.

How a vivid fantasy could force me to explode despite not even being physically caressed.

The memories of last night's dreams flickered back in her mind, and I almost felt myself getting hot again by just recalling the hot sensation. I never had that kind of erotic dream before, but it felt so good to be true. I wish it comes true. I want to bang and ride on his cock.

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The Boss.

I kept tossing and was unable to sleep again when her loud moans kept me awake.

I can hear all her moans. The way she moans and keeps shouting my name makes me want to fuck her for real. It's making me feel horny.

I wanted to stay away from her. I hardly talk to her. I have never wanted a girl so badly as I want her. I would like to fuck her little wet pussy. Make her beg me to come and scream as I use my 12 inch monster fat throbbing cock to thrust her pussy.

I want her body, but she is not my type. Always looking at her little boobs and her average ass. I hate girls with normal bodies, yet I was so horny just thinking of what she would look like when naked on my bed. Under me.