CHAPTER ONE

JASMINE’S POV

I feel his hot breath on my neck as he pushes me to the wall trapping me in front of him. I am totally naked before him. It is pitched black and the usual black wisp of smoke emerging from his body surrounds us. All I can see are his blue eyes, all I do is feel. His hands trail down from my neck to my left breast, finding my already erect nipple, he circles it with his fingers and then flicks and tweaks it. I let out a moan as he applies pressure in massaging it.

He makes a soft hum of satisfaction as I arch towards him seeking for more silently. He sets my body on fire with his touch and I would be damned if I stop him. I let out a needy sound as his other hand trails down my stomach towards my aching sex. His hand moves so slow that I am about to complain when his other hand leaves my left nipple and immediately caresses my right mound and tweaks the nipple even harder than the first as he sucks on my earlobes, sending high jolts of pleasure down to my already wet pussy.

I moan loudly and whimper when I realize I can’t talk. I can’t find my voice or move my hands as they seem to be glued to the wall by an invisible force above my head. I don’t even care how this is possible at this point, all I want is for him to continue his delicious assault on my body.

I whimper and moan continuously while staring at his very blue and beautiful eyes, begging silently for release as he continues touching me everywhere but the actual place that is aching badly and yearning to be touched. I try to move any part of my body and luckily my legs still function, I take my knee up to his groin and move it up and down his member applying as much pressure as my trembling legs can.

He lets out a groan and moves his hand that was still caressing my stomach downwards still with the same slow pace until he finally touches my pussy. As his fingers stroke my pussy lips, I moan out loud at the blissful feeling and try moving my hips to increase the extremely slow and torturous pace he is going in. I feel him smile against my face as he uses his other hand to stop me from moving. I suck in a breath and close my eyes, trying to say a prayer to God to touch his heart to finally stop teasing me but I can’t find words as my brain had long turned mush.

He suddenly stops and I hear his rich sultry voice. “Open them.” He says and I immediately open my eyes to meet his now blood-red eyes.

I don’t have time to react as he immediately slams his lips into mine, and pushes a finger into my cunt just as he plunges his tongue into my mouth.

The feeling is totally divine, I moan senselessly as he becomes harder and faster with both his finger and his tongue.

Just as he was about to add his second finger into me, “Ring!!!” A piercing sound reaches my ears, jolting me out of the dreamland and back to reality.

I groan as I turn off the stupid alarm that interrupted me.

‘It was just getting to the best part, he was already at the freaky stage, eyes red and sexy.’ I cry within myself as I get out of bed still cursing the alarm clock that interrupted my dream.

I sigh and sluggishly take off my clothes, walking into the bathroom to brush my teeth and bathe.

Long gone are those days when I would feel weird and scared about having such inappropriate dreams, it has been happening for the past four years.

I’ve had a series of weird dreams every single day, which was quite disturbing at first, I tried to figure out what was wrong but couldn’t even explain the dreams to anyone except my best friend because of how weird they usually are.

In some of the dreams, I can move things without touching them and I can set a building on fire by just saying words, while in some I would see a bunch of wolves running around me, licking and purring at my feet.

In these dreams I always see my grandmother dressed in an immaculate white attire, instructing me on what to do in each situation. Her eyes usually change their color to pure white too and she speaks to me in a totally unknown language which I seem to understand in the dreams and also remember in real life, a knowledge that I choose to ignore because it makes no sense to me.

I stopped paying attention to the meaning of the constant dreams, since for the past three years I’ve not even been able to find any reason behind them, even though Reina keeps insisting that they actually mean something, I don’t think they are worth any more of my time to ponder about. I just strongly convince myself that it is because I watch too many supernatural movies, which I can’t seem to give up.

Of all the crazy dreams, the one that seems to interest me most is the extremely sexual dreams of the blue-eyed candy, even though I literally know nothing about him. As weird as it might seem, he seems to be the only one capable of making me sexually excited, not that I’ve even given any other guy a chance, I consider guys as distractions and exactly what I don’t need.

Having one in my dreams isn’t distracting so I don’t see why I cannot enjoy what I feel is nature's way of telling me I’m on the right emotional track, as weird as it might be.

Several times I’ve wondered why of all the strange dreams and all the familiar and unfamiliar faces, it’s the encounter with him that excites me most, sometimes I even find myself longing to see him unconsciously and considering all dreamy encounters with him are very sexual, it is extremely irresponsible of me but I can’t help myself.

The weirdest thing is that this face is not a figment of my imagination but an actual person whom I have met once, on the day I and Reina escaped the grasp of our evil guardians.

We were on the run and we bumped into each other's cars, I was running from my senior brother who came back after ten years to take custody of me and my junior brother Raphael, and Reina from her family's lawyer who took care of her and managed her very voluptuous inheritance after the death of her parents when she was eight.

Reina’s parent were multi-millionaires and her inheritance is the reason behind the comfortable life we are living.

Minus the fact that my alarm clock woke me up from dreaming of a total stranger who is my regular and welcomed visitor, I’m grateful I got up in good time to prepare for my first day of work.

I’m pretty excited, it has been six months since I got out of college and searching for a job, and I finally got a call back from a very prestigious company, after a series of interviews.

Having no extremely huge inheritance, because my family members, minus one, did not have enough for me to inherit from. It feels extremely good to know that I am capable of fending for myself even though Reina has never complained and will probably make no complaints in the future.

With this in mind, I practically skip to my closet which contains various designer clothes all thanks to Reina who always says.

“Appearance is the first step to making a good impression and everyone is expected to make a good first impression”. I practically hear her voice saying it to me every time I open the closet.

“Hmm! Perfect,” I say as I pick out a black suit and a white shirt. I put on the outfit and stand in front of the mirror to admire myself.

“Damn girl, you look hot.” I hear Reina say with sleepy eyes.

“Rei, I didn’t expect you to be awake by this time,” I say to her giving her a quizzical look.

“Mmmm.” She says, ignoring me as she throws herself on me, enveloping me in a hug.

“ You smell really nice and feel really fresh and soft.” She says with a smile.

This is actually her best version, the only time she says less than a thousand words in one minute. “Get off mama! You smell really bad and feel really gross and there is a high chance that my gorgeous outfit is getting tainted by your peculiar morning scent.” I laugh and shrug her off as I go pick up my cologne and spray it all over myself while eyeing her playfully.

“If not that I used to your bitchy way of addressing beautiful people like me, I would have totally given you the best tongue lashing I can come up with now” She rolls her eyes and yawns which amuses me even more.

I head downstairs and hurriedly make breakfast. “ I’m off Rei. I need to make a good first impression today so I’m going extra early.” I say after I’m done with breakfast and make my way to the door.

“Okay bitch. Have fun.” She says as she follows me to the door and just as I am about to go through it, she spanks my ass and runs upstairs to her room.

This is probably what I get for bad-mouthing her. “If not that you are my best friend and I’m used to this your psychotic way of life I would have tackled you and beaten you black and blue,” I say with a very stern voice. What I just said is a very obvious lie because she knows she is way more athletic than I am and I do not have time to waste on her at the moment. I hear her give her evil laugh and I wonder how I got to know such a person.