He nipped at my chin and I whispered his name. “Jeff. I need you.”
Jeff groaned into my mouth as his tongue took possession. I moaned and arched against him.
His hands slid down my body and cupped my ass, and I ground against him. His lips moved from my mouth to my neck and I—”
“Aaron?”
“Mmm,” I moaned. “More. I need more. Make me yours in every way, Jeff.”
“Aaron?”
I reached for him but he was gone. I glanced around and couldn’t find him.
“Aaron!”
I stretched out, taking my hard c**k in my hand.
“Aaron, wake up!”
My eyelids fluttered and I felt irritation at whoever was shaking me. When I opened my eyes, the haziness started to clear.
“Aaron. It’s me. Jeff. You were dreaming.”
When I finally came around and realized I was stroking myself in front of him, heat flooded my face.
