Chapter 11. Her Wet Dream

Jeremy’s POV

I didn’t know how long I had dozed off on her sheet, her bed, but I was slowly waking to the sound of a voice. I thought it was all in my head until I heard it again.

“Ah Jer, yes. God, fuck me.” My eyes snapped open. It wasn’t loud, but audible enough for me to hear. Teyana was moaning, my name rolling off her plump lips like an obsession.

I wanted to refrain from looking, but my head tilted to the side on its own like a force had pulled it. And…fuck me. Her eyes were still closed, but her bottom lip was dragged in between her teeth. She was dreaming. Teyana was dreaming about me fucking her.

Again, fuck me. I was so fucked. My breath stuttered, heart beating fast in my chest. I should go to my room, but I couldn’t stop looking at her ‘turned on’ face under the dim bed lamp.

The sight of her…hair spilled across the pillow, lips now parted, her hips shifting every now and then like she was chasing thrusts, made heat crawl up my spine