I ran my hand down a smooth, hard surface. "What are you doing?" I heard, surprised I opened my eyes to see Niall smirking at me. "I-i uh, you're really warm." I said quickly, he nodded
"Same to you" he said his smirk growing wider. "Did you, uh, sleep well?" I nodded
"I just wanna know how I got into your bed and out of mine." I remember falling asleep in my bed; in Simon’s house,
"I thought you would be more comfortable in my bed... with me." He spoke seductively, he was hard right now, and I could feel it up against my thigh.

I ran a few fingers across Niall's chest and down toward the beginning of his boxers, he stiffened "What are you doing?" he eyed me curiously,
"Like I said before, you're really warm." I ran my hand over him a couple of more times and he got harder. I felt his hand run over my ass and go up my back, "What are you doing?" I asked, biting my lip.
"Like I said, so are you." he smirked and brought his hand around my neck caressing me, he pulled my face down and kissed me.

I felt all kinds of different feelings that I can't explain, it was just fucking amazing. He bit down on my bottom lip for entrance; I opened up and let Niall explore my mouth, inch by inch. His hand found its way under my shirt and he unhooked my bra and I pulled it off. I pulled back and tugged on the brim of his shirt "Off now." he pulled his shirt off and we continued our heated make-out session. Niall flipped us over so he was on top of me. His lips moved from my lips to my neck, once he found the right spot he bit down and I moaned.

I ran my hands down his now naked chest and over his crotch. "Alex" he moaned, he sucked on the special spot on my neck, and pulled at my top. I pulled away and lifted my arms as he pulled my shirt over my head and it made its way to the hill of our clothes. Another moan escaped my lips as he lightly ran his tongue down my chest.

“Fuck” I moaned as one of his hands slipped inside my panties. Niall continued his torture of me before I practically pushed him off of me.

"What?" he asked breathing heavily

"Please, no more teasing" I pleaded,
He smirked, rolled off of me and reached inside his drawer.

"Are you sure?" he asked, I nodded eagerly
He kissed me slowly, I pulled him closer. He was just about to enter, but…
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“Alexandra, are you up?” I heard my uncle say, as he woke me up from my wonderful dream. I pulled the sheets over my head to hide from the morning sun, and try and get back to sleep to finish my dream.
My door opened, “come on Alex, we have plans today!” Simon exclaimed, “Plus we need to pick up Riley!” he walked back out and shut my door as he left.
I rolled over and groaned, ‘Why me?’
It’s been two weeks since I first started having dreams like that, always about him. I wanted to see him again. I still don’t know how he got trapped in my mind, I don’t even know him.

Notes

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