Chapter sixty six
(Cassandra's POV)
That scent, mm mm mm, it smells so good. I roll over to the side, burying my face in whatever is producing that mouthwatering scent.
"Matthew," I moan and blindly search for him with my hand but all I touch is the softness of a familiar bed.
I raise my head, slowly blinking as I take in the room I am in. It's obviously Matthew's room since it's only his scent that can drive me nuts.
My body still feels like it's being dipped in warm water, much better than before. I wonder what was in that injection they stabbed me with.
I take a deep breath, "Aaahhn," I moan lightly, I could cum from this.
The thought makes my cheeks hotter than they already are as I remember the dream I just had.
It's like a continuation of the last dream I had when I woke up before he could take me in his mouth.
This time there was no interruption and I swear I almost died, is it possible to die in a dream? I wanted him to stop but if he had stopped, I'd have cried.