His Beautiful Addiction

She lay down beside him and Michael pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her.

"Hmm, this feels so much better."

He closed his eyes as his breath fanned her neck.

Diana closed her eyes after sometime and she relished the moment. The way he hugged her made her feel so loved and wanted. One thing he knew how to do well was doting. He knew how to dote on women. This made her wonder how much he doted on the women he had been with in the past.

She pouted as she felt a tinge of jealousy knowing that someone else had held him like this before.

But whatever, he was hers now.

She wasn't deep asleep yet when she felt his hand start to move

Michael's hand shifted under her dress and caressed her back, up and down slowly before he finally stopped on her bra,

"is this not tight?'' he whispered against her ear and Diana nodded.

"should I help you take it off?" he asked again and she whispered. 

"Okay,'' 

With one swift click of his fingers, she felt her bra loosen around her chest, her heart pounded as his palm felt the portion of skin the bra hand occupied.

His breath was hot against her skin and it tickled her, he wasn't doing anything else but she was anxious.

Where they going to do it now?

She wondered. Her heart racing.

After sometime, Michael leaned and nibbled on the soft spot on her neck, sucking on it lightly.

Diana's fingers clasped his shirt as she stifled a moan.

Her toes were already curling.

Her heart races, she didn't know what to think. Was his hormones high because of his illness?

She heard that men wanted sex more when they were sick but she didn't know it was true until now.

Her heart beat increased as his lips kissed lower. She held her breath, afraid to breathe.

She felt him stop when he reached the collar of her shirt and he held her face and kissed her lips.

"Relax, okay? I won't hurt you." He stopped when he noticed how stiff she was,

Diana opened her eyes and looked at him and then she nodded,

"Okay."

Michael smiled and caressed her chin with his thumb and then covered her lips again.

Diana held his hair as she deepened the kiss,

They were finally doing it, she was finally popping the hymen! 

Diana could not explain how she was feeling. She was excited but at the same time scared, she heard that it was painful the first time.

She hopped it wasn't going to be too painful for her.

His lips left hers as his hands held the helm of the shirt and pulled it over her head.

Diana's hands went over her chest reflexively, she felt so shy with him staring at her body so ravenously.

Michael smiled and held her hands and took it away from her chest,

"babe, don't be shy, okay?''

He was comforting but that wasn't enough, hell this was the first time she was undressing in front of a man.

Well, he had seen her naked before but this was the first time she was awake and was going to get naked in front of him.

Diana gulped and she nodded, taking her hands away slowly.

Michael smiled and leaned closer to her, kissing her lips, his hands held the straps of the bra and he took it off.

He sucked on her lower lip, making her eyes roll backward, his lips left her mouth and kissed lower, Diana moaned as he sucked on her neck, her back arched as his mouth reached her breasts, then suddenly he stopped,

Her eyes fluttered open and she looked at him,

"what is wrong?" his eyes looked shocked as he stared at her,

"your breasts?"

"yeah, what happened to them?"

"they are dancing…''

Diana's eyes fell to her breasts instantly and she saw them dancing to a tune she hadn't heard in her entire life.

A scream left her lips and her eyes flung open immediately.

Slow pants left Diana's lips as her eyes stared at the ceiling in the room,

It was a dream…

Her hands came over her breasts immediately to feel them, and a light sigh left her lips when she saw they were perfectly fine.

What a weird dream.

She was still thinking of why her boobs could be dancing when she heard a chuckle beside her.

Michael propped his head up with his elbow, and his other hand held a red big apple, he had taken a few bites from it.

"what were you dreaming about?"

He asked with a smirk on his lips, he bit into his apple as his gaze remained transfixed on her. 

Diana flung up from the bed instantly,

"Nothing," she said, scurrying into the bathroom to check on her boobs.

They were perfectly fine so she heaved a sigh of relief.

She wondered why they were dancing, maybe finally glad that in over 20 years of her life they would finally be sucked.

Diana laughed at her funny conclusion as she walked back to the room.

Michael was still in the same position and she cleared her throat.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"two hours, forty five minutes and a few seconds,''

"Oh," Diana nodded. He had this grin on his lips that made her feel as though she did something weird.

It was a dream, she wasn't kissing him in real life was she?

"Did I do anything strange?"

She asked as she walked back to the bed, sitting down away from him.

"Maybe." Michael replied and her cheeks flushed red.

Oh God… was she this sex starved?

It wasn't enough that she dreaming of having sex with him, she also showed it in real life.

Diana wished the ground would open and swallow her. What would he think of her now?

Her eyes fluttered and she looked at her fingers,

"Don't mind whatever I did, it was just a dream."

She said, very ashamed of herself now.

"or maybe not…"

Michael said with a chuckle, making her eyes flash at him.