2 comments/ 4404 views/ 1 favorites Dream Fantasy Ch. 02 By: Alexandra91 "No, I don't think we do, but look I have to go," I answered scared as hell, but mostly confused. He couldn't take his eyes off of me and his stare paralyzed every part of my body, I couldn't move, couldn't think straight. I had to leave. "Please, let me at least know your name?" he asked. I thought I heard a plea in his voice, but it couldn't be. I must have dreamt it. "Emma, My name is Emma, now please if you'll excuse me; I have to get back to my car," I answered, he couldn't know what I was thinking, he had to stay the hell away from me. Ethan moved aside and I walked past him as fast as my feet could go, and I only stopped when I was inside my car, the doors locked. Just then, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "Ethan..." I murmured, so my beautiful stranger had now a name, but it didn't matter anymore, after the way I left him in the hallway, he probably won't ever talk to me again. "That's for the better," I thought, but I knew deep down, that I was lying to myself. I felt lost, and I didn't know what to do anymore, so I did what I always do when I felt lost. Call Sara. "Hey Emma, what's going on sweetie?" She asked, sounding very concerned. "How do you know something is up Sara? I didn't say anything." I already knew the answer, but I was trying to buy myself some time. "It's almost 2 pm, you're supposed to be in class, so if you call me now, it must be because something happened. Did you kill somebody and you want some help to bury the body?" She said with a soft laugh. I chuckled at what she said; my sister always knew how to light up my mood even when she didn't know what was going on. "No Sara; I didn't kill anyone, but I'm glad to know that if I did, you'd help me bury the body, but you're right about one thing, something happened," I said, I didn't know how I was going to tell her the whole thing, but I had to give it a try, she would know what to do, she always did. I told her about my dream, about my beautiful stranger, what he did to me and how I felt in is arms, I didn't leave out any details. Then, I told her about Ethan, about how I ran into him before realising who he was. That he was my beautiful stranger. Sara stayed silent for a little while; I was starting to think that she was going to say I was crazy and that she didn't believe me. "Oh my god Emma, this is fucking awesome. You have to find Ethan again; fate wanted you to find him," Sara finally said a little too excited about this whole story. "Sara, calm the fuck down will you. Please? He's a total stranger, a beautiful one, but still a stranger, why would I run after him if he doesn't mean anything to me?" I replied, but I didn't know who I was trying to convince most, Sara or myself. "For Christ sake Emma, you're 21, go, have your fun, if you see him again flirt with him. You never know, he might be a sex master, a legend in bed." She said laughing. "You're the worst sister ever; please remind me why I keep calling you?" I said laughing as well; only Sara could make me feel like this after a breakdown. "Because you love me silly girl, and obviously because I am the best sister in the world!" She said. I knew she was smiling and so was I. "Yeah I do love you sis. Look thanks for the support but now I have to go, I don't want to miss another class." We said our goodbyes, and I took a deep breath before heading out for my next class. Chap. 2 I got into my next class a little early; I took a seat in the back of the class. I wasn't a bad student and I enjoyed being on my own. I didn't have many friends, since my parents' death everyone looked at me with pity in their eyes, like I was some kind of fragile porcelain. I felt someone sit next to me, but I didn't bother look or talk. I kept on reading even when the teacher started his class, but then my neighbour slid a piece of folded paper on my desk. "Hi Emma," I read, taking a look at my neighbour made my heart skip a beat. I almost fell of my chair realising Ethan my sitting right next to me with a broad smile plastered on his face. As I read his note over and over again, a blur of emotions whirled through me, confusion, fear, but at the same time excitement. I gave him a shy smile and answered his note. "Hi, Ethan, right?" he nodded at me, even though he knew that I knew his name. We kept sending each other little notes, about pretty much anything, I felt like I was a kid again since I haven't done that in years. Ethan seemed like a really nice guy, and the thought of having a friend seemed like a good idea, but Ethan brought so much more than the feeling of friendship in me, and that scared the shit out of me. I still couldn't believe that he was my beautiful stranger, and I was still wondering how it was possible to meet a guy you just dreamt about. Thinking about the dream and about what Ethan had done to me made me blush, I tried to hide it from Ethan, but I got caught. His next piece of paper proved it. "Hey there, what were you thinking just now? You were blushing." He had a wicked smile on his face, or so I thought. He couldn't read my thoughts, could he? Before I could find an answer to give him, the bell rang and I got up to leave the class. "Saved by the bell," I thought. I was about to leave when Ethan grabbed my wrist to hold me up. Again, electricity shot through my body and I felt his hand burn on my skin. I looked at him in the eyes and saw that same confused look. "Hey girl, wait for me, do you mind if I walk you to your car?" I didn't know if spending the next few minutes "alone" with him was a good idea. Yes we were in a public place, but I clearly didn't trust my own self around him. What if I have this need to jump him? I needed to get a grip and put on my big girl panties. "I don't mind at all Ethan." My voice didn't sound as confident as I wanted it to, but Ethan didn't seem to notice. The walk to my car isn't usually long, but without even noticing it, we were walking so much slower than usual, we kept talking about school, and our projects, our work. I got a little disappointed when we reached my car because I didn't want this part of the day to end. I felt like I could talk to Ethan for hours and that was crazy since I just met him. He didn't know my story, so he didn't look at me with pity in his eyes and that was so refreshing. "So, this is it, this is my car. Car, this is Ethan, Ethan this is car," I said, trying to lift the new tension that's growing between us. Ethan smile at me and I felt little butterflies in my stomach. He closed some of the distance that was between us, and I knew that if I really wanted to, I could easily kiss him. My heart beat quickened at the thought of kissing him, and I struggled to keep my breathing steady. Excitement flowed through me as I looked into his crystal blue eyes. I really wanted to kiss him, but I didn't dare any moves. As if reading my thoughts, he lowered his head and his lips were mere inches away from mine. "I feel like I've known you before Emma, and I know we shouldn't be doing this," he said softly. "I know." I tried my best to keep my arms to my side, but all I wanted to was to put them around his neck and pull him closer to me. "I don't know why, but I can't resist you Emma," was the last thing Ethan said before he sealed his lips over mine, I surrender to the mind blowing sensations I was feeling, the tip of his tongue grazed my lips coaxing them open to his. I parted to him, eager to find out how good he tasted. Damn this man could really kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck as his hands tightened around my waist, bringing our bodies so much closer. I knew kissing him, so shortly after knowing him was a bad idea and that I should've ended the kiss, but all my rational thoughts were clouded as his teeth were nibbling on my lower lip. The sensation made me tingle all over and a warm sensation between my legs was making an appearance. I untangled my arms from his neck and let my hands roam all over his chest, feeling every one of his muscles. I needed to feel more of him, so I found the hem of his shirt and slid my hands underneath it until I found skin. The touch of my cold fingers on his burning skin made his groan. That's when he realised what he was doing and backed away from me. We were both breathless from the kiss. "I, I'm sorry Emma, I shouldn't have kissed you like that." I shot him a confused look, and thought that maybe I did something wrong, maybe he didn't like to be touched. "I shouldn't have kissed you like a caveman would, I'm usually a gentleman Emma, I swear," he said looking guilty. I saw panic in his eyes for a second and then it was gone. "I kind of like caveman style once in a while you know," I blurted bluntly. Damn it, why can't I keep my mouth shut, I was going to make him run away from me. "No Emma, you don't like caveman style, you hear me? It's no good. Look, I have to go; I'll see you tomorrow morning." Ethan left without another word, and there I was on the school parking lot, even more confused than I was before. What the hell just happened? The ride home was way too quiet for my own taste, I realised that I had turned the radio off earlier today when I was on the phone with my sister. As soon as I put the radio on, this song came on; "Dreams to survive, Dreams make a wish come true, oooh, Keep your dreams alive, Dream... dream on, Your dream will come alive..." The coincidence of the song choice made me chuckle. How I wish this song was true, that my dreams did come alive at some point, in a damn near future, preferably. I let out a sigh, I was getting sexually frustrated and Ethan's kiss earlier did nothing to help me, it made everything even worst. This morning my little vibrating friend, helped me out, but not enough, I really need to get my mind off that dream, and off my beautiful stranger. I had an idea, and I really hoped Sara would agree to it. "Sara!" I yelled when I got home, I really wanted to ask her something and I hoped she didn't have any plans for the night. "Do you really have to yell my name so loud Emma, I'm not deaf," she said, coming downstairs, "What do you want?" "Do you want to go out tonight? I feel like we haven't been out in forever, and there's this bar in town where there's this dance floor." For some reason, Sara looked at me with suspicious eyes and didn't say anything for a while. "You, you Emma, you want to go how and have fun? No hiding in your room doing god knows what?" "Very funny Sara, and yes I want to go out, like we used to do, it will be fun. Please, will you come with me?" "Yeah, I'll go with you kiddo, and we better have the time of our lives out there." She said smiling at me. I gave her a quick hug and told her we could eat some Thai food from the restaurant across the street if she felt like it. "So, did you see Ethan again today?" Sara asked, while we were having diner. "Yes I did, we had my last class together, and he sent me a folded piece of paper saying hello on it. We talked via paper for a while and after class he walked me to my car." "Good, I'm glad to hear that you finally found a friend at school Emma, I'm really happy, I hope he's a nice guy," "Then...he kissed me..." I said after she finished talking. Sara almost choked on her Thai pasta, and looked at me with incredulous eyes. "He did what?! Did I miss something? "No, you didn't," I explained what happened and she let out a whistle. "This guy really has it bad for you Emma; I told you it was fate, bringing you to together." "Don't go there Sara, I just met the guy ok, give it some time, maybe he's not even interested and he's just a big player doing that to all the girls he meets. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get ready for our first night out in forever." I got up and cleaned my plate, then went to my room to take a shower and get ready. I didn't really know what to wear for a night like this, but I opted for a tight black and white dress that covered all the essentials, but still left some place for the imagination. I paired it with some black pumps and red jewelry. My hair was easy, I curled it in soft waves and let it down, I liked it down because I looked more like my mom, and right now I was missing her a lot. I wasn't a pro at makeup so I did as best as I could with what I had; easy smokey eyes with some red lipstick to match with the jewelry. When I was finally done with everything I got downstairs where Sara was already waiting for me. She opted for a little black dress, that had a very big cleavage, and an open back, she wore some red pumps and clutch with some gold jewelry. Unlike me, she had her hair up in a classy but messy bun. She looked stunning. "Wow, someone really wants to get laid tonight," Sara said laughing. "Thanks, you look ugly as well," I said laughing; she gave me a playful nudge and smiled. "You look beautiful Emma, as always. I'm glad we're going out tonight, it'll be so much fun." For a Thursday night the bar was crowded, I didn't really feel at ease, but I thought that with a few drinks I was going to feel better. Looking around I didn't see any familiar faces, which was a good thing since I didn't really feel like talking to people I knew. The music was good enough, some 80's or 90's song, catchy and easy to dance on. The dance floor was crowded as well and I thought that I'd give it a try a little later on. "So, what do we do know little Emma?" Sara asked. I was glad that she was following my lead, and that she didn't pressure me to do anything I didn't want to do. Since my parent's death, I didn't go out much and going out tonight, seeing so many people, was kind of overwhelming. "Let's order a few drinks and then let's go on the dance floor." We ordered our drinks, after a few of them I was starting to feel more at ease, I wanted to dance, so I took Sara's hand and let her to the dance floor. We were dancing our heart outs, not caring about anything else, swaying our hips to the rhythm of the music. "Em, I'm going to get us another drink I will be right back in a few," Sara said leaving me alone on the dance floor. I didn't mind, the alcohol clouded my spirit and I wasn't the shy Emma anymore. At some point I felt a hard body against my back and I jumped in surprise. "Easy there Emma, it's me, Ethan," he whispered in her ear, "Mind if I join you a little?" I shivered at the sound of if voice, but nodded at his demand. "What are you doing here Ethan?" I asked, not so sure of how my voice sounded. "Came here to have some fun and live a little." He had his hands on my hips and brought me closer to him. Ethan made my hips sway against his and I was so close that I could feel the growing erection he was having; I knew he was probably struggling. With a groan I leaned back against him, my head on his shoulder, not giving a damn about what I looked like. We kept dancing our bodies close, for a few minutes and then I lifted my arms up behind my head, wrapping my hands around Ethan's neck. I heard him hiss when my fingers found his hair. With one hand Ethan pushed aside the hair that was covering my neck, then bent down his head and kissed her soft spot just under her ear, I gasped at the touch of his lips on my skin, but that didn't stop him. Ethan kept going on his exploration of my neck, with kisses along the soft curve of my neck then with his tongue, he softly bit the skin on my shoulder, which the sensation made me moan. I was dripping wet between my legs. If I was sexually frustrated earlier today, this didn't help anything, the only thing I really wanted right then was to jump his bones. "God yes Ethan that feels amazing," I said in a husky voice, I heard him chuckle. "I know Emma, I know," Ethan said in a raw voice, he was struggling as much as I was, I knew it, so I grinded my butt on his already hard cock. I heard a sharp intake of breath and the hand that was on my hip, gripped me harder. "You're killing me Emma, it's so hard to let you go, now that you're so close, and that I know what your skin tastes like." "Don't let me go then, stay here with me." "Oh baby, if I could, I'd take you right here on this dance floor, I'd give anything just to feel you come apart around me, milking me dry with your tight little pussy, but unfortunately I can't do that, I'm no good for you Emma." His blunt words, and his need for me made me even hornier, my breasts begged for his touch, for him to suck on them, to bite and squeeze them, but I knew that tonight, I wasn't having any, and that my little B.O.B, was going to help me a lot to get Ethan out of my system. Ethan gave me a quick kiss on the neck then left me on the dance floor as Sara was coming back again. "Who was that guy that was all over you? You seemed quite content, by the look you had on your face." She asked, giving my vodka shot. I drank it; the burning in my throat did little to help me. "That guy...was Ethan." Her eyes grew big and a broad smile appeared on her face. "You didn't tell me he was that sexy. I'd jump him anytime, even if he's way younger than me." "You're the worse sister in the world, you know that." I tried to smile as I was saying that. Truth be told, I didn't know what to think of Ethan, and his weird behavior. Dream Fantasy Ch. 03 When I got home that night, I was way past the point of intoxication. Sara and I were giggling and laughing as we stumbled our way to our respective bedrooms. "Good night Emma." She slurred. "Dream about Ethan." "Yeah, at least I get laid in my dreams." I laughed at my own comment, and headed to my room. I needed a very cold shower, to take off Ethan's smell and to settle down my hormones. I opted to sleep in my underwear; a black thong and a matching bra. I didn't feel like putting on some clothes, it was a very warm night and I knew that I wouldn't have been comfortable in pajamas. The bed sheets were cold against my naked skin, it felt really good and it didn't take very long for me to fall fast asleep. "I was in that old storage house again. I looked for Ethan, but he was nowhere to be seen. I decided to take a look around me, to see if I could recognize something, but it was dark in there, I couldn't figure out much. There was some sort of metal table with some tools on it, a little further away, laying on the ground, was some metal pieces, I couldn't see them clearly, so I didn't know what they were for. There was a distinct smell of something like gas or oils in the air. I thought that I was probably in some sort of mechanic garage, yet I wasn't sure of anything since I couldn't see much. That's when I saw a closed door and wondered what could be behind it. My heart quickened as I got closer to the door, I was getting nervous for no specific reason. Nothing could have prepared me for what was behind it, my own bedroom. My queen sized bed was there, as well as my girly furniture and decorations. I turned around to close the door and that when I felt a hard body pressed against my back, pressing me against the door. "Ethan..." I whimpered. He didn't say anything; he just nibbled on my ear lobe. I could feel his hot breath on my neck. He licked a path down my neck, then bit on my shoulder, which made me yelp in surprise, but made me get a wet spot in my panties. His hands were skimming up and down my sides and that's when I realised I was only wearing my black thong and matching bra. I stiffen under his embrace embarrassed of my lack of clothing. "Relax baby, don't get all shy on me. I promise to make you feel really good." As the words left his mouth, his hands went to cup each of my butt cheeks spreading them apart, he nudged himself between them, so I could feel his impressive erection through his jeans. Ethan turned me around and before I could say anything, his lips were on mine. I became helpless at the touch of his lips; his tongue darted out, licking my lips, parting them open. I eagerly opened for him and kissed him back with all I had. I wanted to take charge of the kiss, but it seemed that Ethan had other ideas. He cupped my face between his hands and tilted my head back so he could deepen the kiss, I was lost, intoxicated by his smell, by the feeling of having him there. His lips left mine, and I suddenly felt the loss of them on me, but soon he was softly kissing my cheek, them kissing my jaw, he made his way down my neck until he reached my bra. With some expert skills, he unhooked my bra, my breasts were now fully exposed to him and I felt a rush of heat in my cheeks. I tried to cover myself, but Ethan caught my wrists and pulled them over my head. "I told you not to hide from me. Do it again and I'll have to tie you up to your own bed and then I'll have my way with you until you scream my name. Understood?" I nodded, too dumb struck to talk. The idea of being ties up and helpless should have scared me, but instead, it turned me on so much more, my pussy was dripping wet, and Ethan was driving me insane. Ethan bent his head down and took one of my nipples in his mouth and sucked hard on it. "I think you like the idea of being tied up, don't you? Being helpless to my ministrations, it turns you on, doesn't it baby girl?" I couldn't talk, so I groan something that I thought was a positive answer, but it didn't seem to be good enough for Ethan. He bit on my nipple hard enough to make me scream in delight, he was getting rough with me, and God help me, I was enjoying every minute of it. "I asked you something Emma and I expect an answer, unless...you want me to stop." Ethan got up, but I didn't want him to stop, not now, I need him. "Yes! Yes it turns me on Ethan, please, don't stop touching me." I begged him because I didn't know what else to do. Ethan bent down again, lavishing each one of my breast, while sucking and biting one, he squeezed the other between his fingers. God, he was driving me wild, I needed more, and I wanted to feel him filling me up, stretching me. "Ethan, please." I begged, my voice sounded so raw that I didn't even recognize myself. "Please what Emma? Tell me what you want." "I want more..." As soon as I said that, Ethan knelt in front of me kissing my belly, then giving my navel a lick, and then he kissed each of side of my hipbones. He pulled one on my foot on his leg and coaxed my thighs apart, kissing the inner side of each one. An approval groan escaped my lips as I felt his head go in between my legs. No one ever went there, all my past lovers were disgusted my going down on me and they preferred quickies. Ethan hummed the smell of my arousal against my panties. "Oh Emma, you're so wet and ready for me aren't you. You smell so good; I can't wait to have a taste of your pretty little pink pussy." With that, he tore my panties apart with one hard pull. The first touch of his tongue on my clit made me moan loudly, he played with it flicking it with the tip of his tongue. He covered my pussy with his mouth and I arched into him, needing to feel him deeper. He parted my folds with his fingers and slid one of them in my tight channel. "Oh god..." my head fell back against the door, I wanted to run my fingers through his hair and keep him closer, but I didn't dare make a move, afraid that he would stop. Ethan was ravishing my pussy with his expert mouth, his teeth nibbled on my clit, giving me the right amount of pressure as he entered me with a second digit. The sensations were overwhelming me, I knew I was close to the edge, I felt my inner walls clench around his fingers. I was so damn close; I felt the orgasm build inside of me, sensing it, Ethan, sucked harder on my hard nob, while ramming his two fingers in and out of me. I suddenly came apart around him, all over his hand, screaming his name." I woke up sweating and breathless, damn it, it was just another dream about Ethan giving me the time of my life. I've never came so hard. I fought to catch my breath and that's when I realised that my bed was wet. Looking down, I saw a very wet spot, near where my pussy was, my panties were dripping as well. Ethan gave me the orgasm of my life, in my dreams, and in reality, The dream seemed so real, I still felt the touch of his tongue on my clit, the way his hands played with my body, now I was out of my mind, wanting Ethan to pound his cock inside of me. Looking down at the clock, I saw that it was only 4 in the morning, I couldn't sleep in a wet bed, and changing the bed sheets would wake Sara up. I got to the bathroom and took a clean towel to spread in my bed I could change it. "Hey Emma, are you okay?" I heard Sara's sleepy voice. "Yeah, I'm sorry that I woke you up." "You had another dream, didn't you? About Ethan?" "Yes, but how did you know?" I just hoped I didn't talk in my sleep. "Your rather loud moans and you were screaming his name could have woken the dead." Humiliation flowed through me; I was so embarrassed that Sara had woken up to that. "Hey, it's ok Emma." She smiled. "I just hope you won't be as loud when he'll fuck your brains out for real." I felt my cheeks heat. "Shut up Sara, it's still early, get back to bed, you're still drunk!" I said laughing at hoe pathetic our conversation had become. *********** Chapt 3 starts in the next part. Leave a comment if you want to see more :) Dream Fantasy Ch. 04 NOTE: I've been away for a while now, but this is what happens after part 3 (duhh), there is NO hot scenes in this part, since this part is more about what is really going on with Emma. Enjoy, part 5 will be up soon :) ************* The next few days I didn't see Ethan, nor heard about him. I found myself always looking around to see if he was anywhere to be seen. Truth be told, I was sort of missing him, which was crazy since I barely knew the guy. There was no way I was going to admit that to anyone. The days seemed to drag on and on so much slower than when Ethan was around. I missed having friends, but I couldn't stand the look in people's eyes. Everyone sees me like it was my fault if my parents died that night. I've been feeling guilty for the past 5 years; I didn't need anyone to remind me of what I did that night. At least with Ethan, he didn't look at me like I was some kind of fragile porcelain who killed her parents. He didn't know my story, maybe that was the reason he didn't look at me like everyone, but up to now I was enjoying it. Thinking about my parents made a lot of emotions resurface; guiltiness, sadness, fear, and it was too painful to bear. What hurt the most was the fact that I didn't have anyone to talk to except Sara and my brother Max. I wished that maybe with Ethan it would be different, but I didn't want to get my hopes up. I felt tears stung my eyes, but I swallowed them; I couldn't cry at school, I had to be strong. My phone started to vibrate and looking down at the caller I.D, I didn't recognize it. "Hello?" "Hey kiddo, how's it going?" Ohmigod, that voice, it was Max's, my big brother!! "Max! It's so good to hear from you. I'm doing fine, but when are you coming home? How are you? I miss you!" I did really miss my brother, when he was deployed, I felt like a small piece of me went with him as well. Since the accident, my brothers and I got really close. Even though he could be a little over-protective, I loved him and I knew that he just wanted to keep me safe. "So many questions little Emma," he laughed quietly. "I'm doing ok; it's kind of hard being so far away from Sara and you." "We miss having you around Max, are you coming back soon?" "I don't know baby girl, it's hard to tell, I hope to have a leave soon, but I really don't know when." We kept talking for a little while, trying to catch up on what we could. I didn't say anything about Ethan since it was nothing serious and I didn't want my brother to worry about me from where he was. "Look Emma, I have to back there. I miss you ok? Don't you ever forget how much I love you, be a good girl to Sara?" He was clearly emotional. One thing I knew about Max was that he didn't get emotional often, unless it was about his family. Hearing him talk like that, knowing that anything could happen back there, shot me right to the heart. After the talk with Max, going to school didn't seem like a good idea, I was too emotionally drained to focus on anything the teachers would say. I didn't want to go home either, because I knew that I would be over thinking and over analysing things. I knew where I had to go. The cemetery was empty when I got there, and I was glad for it. I wanted to be alone. There was fresh flowers on almost every grave, but some older were empty, some people never came to see their loved ones. I really liked this place; it's where I felt at peace; around these beautiful threes and the beautiful landscape. Walking across the cemetery, I finally found my parents tombstone; two beautiful angels who held both my parents name, date of birth and death. We chose angels, because since their death, they became our guardian angels. I set down the flower bouquet I had bought on my way here; magnolias, my mother's favourite. I sat down and took a deep breathe; I needed some "parents-daughter" time. I started to talk to them as if they were really listening. I told them about Max's call, and I asked them to protect him from up above because he and Sara were what I had left. Talking to my parents felt good, I told them about my night out with Sara the other day. Talking about that made me remember the night they died. "Mom, dad..." I had a lump in my throat, I could barely speak. "I miss you both so much. There is never a day where I don't think of you, I'm so sorry about that night. It shouldn't have been you who died, but me instead. It's my god damn fault if today you're six feet under." Tears were streaming down my face; the pain I felt in my chest was unbearable. "I should have listened to you, please forgive me, I love you both so much and I feel so lost without you here with me." I was now sobbing uncontrollably, I couldn't talk anymore, and the lump in my throat was too big. I wanted to scream, but what would I be screaming, if no one understood my pain. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't hear the footsteps coming behind me. "Emma, is that you?" That voice, it couldn't be. I turned around and he was there, looking at me with a frown. "Ethan..." I tried to say. He knelt down beside me, taking my face in his hands. "Emma, are you ok?" I whipped away the tears from my face, and gave him a small smile. "Yeah, I'll be fine, no worries, I got a little overwhelmed, that's it." I wasn't very convincing, and I wasn't fooling anyone, he probably heard everything anyway. "So, what brings you here Ethan?" I didn't want to talk about my parents, so I changed the subject. Ethan lowered his head and took a deep breath, well someone was feeling as bad as I was. "I'm here for my brother who died in a car accident a few years ago." Well, I wasn't expecting that kind of answer at all; he lost his brother the same way I lost my parents. "I'm sorry for you loss Ethan, I know what it's like to lose someone you really care about." "Yeah, well whatever, what about you? Why are you here?" There was the question I dreaded the most, I could have lied to him, but I didn't, somehow, I hoped he didn't turn his back on me after he heard everything. "I'm here for my parents, they both died five years ago, in a car crash." Saying that out loud sent a jolt of pain right to my heart, and my breath got caught in my throat. "Wow, I'm sorry for your loss as well, but I have to tell you, I heard bits of what you said, why are you sorry? That was it, it was now or never, but how can you tell someone that you killed your own parents? "I KILLED THEM!" I blurted out, it wasn't the best way to say it, but I didn't know any other way. "Come again? You did what?!" he asked, I couldn't quite figure out the look in his eyes, I was so scared of ending up alone again. "It happened five years ago, I was seventeen back then. That night a friend of mine invited me to a party she was throwing, when I asked my parents, they said that I couldn't go because I was too young for that kind of parties. We argued, I told them that I hated them, and that I would go to the party with or without their approval. So that night at the party, I got drunk, like really drunk, but I was still able to call my parents so they could come and pick me up. They showed up together, and on our way back, there was a rainstorm; my dad lost control of the car and we crashed. They were both killed on the spot; I was the only survivor..." I took a deep breathe, I couldn't look at Ethan, so I kept looking down at my hands, I was crying, the pain was killing me. "To this day, there isn't a day that goes by that I don't feel guilty, if I had listened to them, they would still be alive today." I was now sobbing, and shaking from all the hurt that I had kept inside. It was the first time I had talked to someone about that night, I realised that I never truly grieved my parents due to all the guilt I always felt. Ethan didn't say a word, he just pulled me onto his lap, and hugged me tight letting me cry. He was soothing my back, tightening his embrace, I knew I was drenching his shirt, I tried to pull away, but Ethan didn't let me. "Shhh, let it go Emma, it's okay to cry." After what seemed like an eternity, I finally stopped crying. Talking to Ethan made me feel like a weight was lifted from my shoulders, I didn't have to carry this burden alone anymore. I was exhausted, emotionally and physically, Ethan was holding me, and for the first time, in a very long time, I felt safe. "Thank you." I whispered, I didn't know what else to say. Ethan kissed the top of my head and whispered; "My pleasure, I know you probably heard it a thousand times, but it wasn't your fault that your parents died that night. It was an accident." Deep down, I probably knew he was right, but the feeling of guilt I had was stronger. I pulled away just enough so I could look into his eyes. "Maybe you are right Ethan, maybe it was an accident, but for the past five years, everyday there's a "What if..." inside me. What if I hadn't gone to that party that night? What if I hadn't called my parents to pick me up and just used a cab? This feeling inside me is so strong Ethan that some days I don't know what to do with it." Tears were threatening to spill again, but I swallowed them. "Emma, you have to understand something, there will always be the "What if questions..." I have them as well, everyone does. The thing is you can't change the past as much as you would love to, your have to find a way to move on with your life. Do you really think your parents would be happy to know that their beautiful daughter is feeling guilt over their death?" I shook my head at his statement, I knew he was right, my parents would hate to know the way I'm feeling right now, they were always the ones finding positive things in the hardest moments. I couldn't say a word to Ethan, so I just kissed him softly on the lips, and hugged him as tight as I could. Dream Fantasy Ch. 05 The next few days, Ethan barely missed any school days, when he as there, we were always together. Since that day at the cemetery, life seemed easier to bear, it felt like a weight was lifted from my shoulders. Since that same day, my nights were mostly dreamless, Ethan didn't appear in my dreams as much. I still had that kickass attraction to him, but I didn't know if he felt the same way. There were times when he always managed to find a way to touch me; brushing our hands in class, having our knee touch underneath the desk, touching my lower back. He was driving me insane; I craved his touch like a junkie would crave his next shot. A month later, things started to go south again, Ethan missed school more than usual, and the sixth anniversary of my parent's death was coming up quickly. It was probably the worst day of the year for me and each year it didn't get any easier. I missed Ethan, I missed my parents and I missed Max, who couldn't get a leave from the army. I was an emotional mess and I didn't have a single soul to talk to. The day that marked my parent's death, Sara let me stay at home and asked me if I wanted to join her at the cemetery, so we could pay our respects. When we got there, neither of us said anything, words were not needed, we just sat there, holding hands. After what felt like an eternity, Sara finally broke the silence. "You know, neither Max nor me ever thought you were responsible for mom and dad's accident. You did the right thing calling them that night; it was the safest thing to do." accident, they always told me it wasn't my fault, but I was never able to push the guilt away. "But...I said that I hated them, if I had listened to them..." "Emma, you were 16, everyone makes mistakes, you wanted to have your fun and it's ok, the guilt has to stop, you've been torturing yourself for the past six years now. Mom and dad weren't mad that night, they were concerned. They will always love you, no matter where they are. I hugged my sister really tightly and thanked her, she had told me almost the same thing as Ethan. We went back home a little after that, we drove in silence and that was ok for me. I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, anyone except maybe Ethan, it seemed like he was always an exception. I missed him. When I fell asleep that night, I secretly wished that I could see Ethan; I wanted him to make me forget everything that I was feeling inside. That place, I knew where I was; it was where I met Ethan for the first time. Could it be that I was going to see him again? That thought sent a little thrill in my most private parts, yeah seeing him would totally be a good idea. "Hello Emma," a voice said behind me, I spun around expecting to see Ethan, but when I realised it wasn't, I couldn't help but feel disappointed, but not for long. The man standing in front of me could have been a carbon copy of Ethan. The same crystal blue eyes, the same haircut. The only difference was that this man was taller, leaner and had a scar on his left cheek. Could he be? No he couldn't, the man was dead, at least that was Ethan said. He kept staring at me, expecting me to say something, but words were stuck in my throat. "Who are you?" I managed to say. "I think you already know who I am, Emma", he answered getting closer to me, I walked backwards but my back hit a wall and I couldn't get anywhere. I didn't want to get scared, but truth be told, this man gave me the creeps. "Emma, you must not be afraid of me, I mean no harm to you, quite the opposite, I'm here to tell you something." I didn't say anything, mostly because I didn't know what to think of this situation, my head was filled with millions of thoughts, I was confused, I knew I was in a dream, but my body didn't want to wake up, I didn't want this dream to turn into a nightmare. "Well, it seems like that I will be doing all the talking," he said in a sigh, "don't lose hope on Ethan just yet Emma. He didn't have it easy growing up in our screwed up family. He likes you, he really does and that scares the shit out of him, because he thinks he doesn't deserve you. He thinks he's going to be like that motherfucker we had as a father. Take it easy on him, but be there for him. Show him that someone besides me cares for him, he's a broken boy, remember that." Ethan? Broken? He liked me? What was this all about, I felt even more confused than I already was, "How? How can I see you, when you're supposed to be..." "Dead...?" He finished, he gently stroked my cheek, and his fingers were so cold against my skin. "You're special Emma; take care of my little brother for me, will you?" I nodded, I couldn't speak, he gave me chaste kiss on the cheek and with that, the man just vanished. "So now I'm going to wake up, right? That's what happens when I have this kind of dream." I thought for myself, but nothing happened, I didn't magically wake up in my own bed. That's when I heard it, a ruffling sound from a door that was close by, that wasn't there before. The last time I had a dream about a unknown door and Ethan, sinful things happened, I felt my cheeks heat at the thought of that particular dream, Slowly opening the door, what was behind it blew my mind away. Ethan was sprawled out in a king sized bed, sleeping with nothing but a pair of black tight briefs. He had a little bit of chest hair and his rock hard abs were on full view. I was dying to touch him, feel his skin beneath my fingers, but I was too scared that he would wake up. Then, I remembered this was most likely a dream, so who cared if he woke up? His brother told me to take care of him and that was what I was about to do. I sat next to him on the bed, making it move a little, but not enough to wake him. I bent over and kissed him softly on the lips, I drifted my lips to his cheeks and then his jaw line. I dared a little more and kissed him on the neck, sucking lightly on the little spot behind his ear. I heard Ethan moan a little in his sleep, looking down I saw that he was getting hard, it was all the encouragement that I needed. I kept on exploring his hard body with my mouth. Grazing my lips on his neck, I went down to his chest, kissing every single part of it, not missing anything; I gave a little more attention to his nipples, flicking my tongue over them. "Oh fuck Emma," I heard Ethan hiss, I didn't know if he was still sleeping or not, but I didn't look up. I kept kissing my way down on his rock hard abs; letting my tongue glide, I felt him shudder underneath my ministrations. Feeling him like this, aroused and helpless, made my own juices leak on my inner thighs, I wanted to feel him inside me so badly, but I wanted to make him feel good first. I knew this was a dream so I thought "might as well enjoy this to the very last drop." Kissing his navel, I slowly started to pull down his briefs, revealing that "V" shape his pelvic bones made, I licked each side, enjoying the thought that my mouth was soon going to be on his most treasurable body parts. As I pulled down his briefs completely, his cock came into view. I got marvelled at the sight of it. This man had a gift from nature; his shaft was so big and so thick, that for a moment I wondered if he would fit. Strangely, that thought didn't scare me at all, in fact, it turned me on even more. "Emma, baby, what are you doing?" I heard him say. Looking up at him, Ethan was staring at me with pure hunger and lust in his eyes, that look aroused me even more than I already was; my pussy was aching from the need of him. "I'm doing something to make you feel good Ethan, just relax and enjoy the ride." I answered, giving him my best wicked grin. Without taking my eyes off of him, I bent my head down and licked the pre-cum that was on the tip of his shaft, he tasted salty and musky. I went down to lick him from the base of his cock, to the tip of it, grazing my teeth ever so softly until he trembled. A low growl coming from him made me acknowledge that I was doing the right thing. As I cupped his balls in my hand, I pushed my head down until I felt him touch the back of my throat. "For fuck's sake Emma, don't stop," he hissed through his teeth. I slid him out of my mouth, resting his cock on my lips, enjoying the taste of him, eyes closed. A grunt of protest made me smile, I dug my fingernails into his ass, which made him jolt forward into my mouth, his breath whistled trough his teeth and his fingers sifted through my hair, cradling my head. Looking up I saw pure desire in his eyes, but there was something else as well, there was restrain, he was holding back. I realised that I didn't want him to hold back, that I wanted him to lose it; I wanted him to control me. "Ethan, I want you to fuck my mouth like you would fuck my pussy. Control me with your hands, own me Ethan, do what you please with me." He let out a low growl of approval; his grip on my head grew tighter as he manoeuvred his cock in and out of my mouth with measured strokes. I moaned in delight, I craved his control, I craved him. I met each of his trusts until he cried out my name The first spurt of his semen hit the back of my throat; I eagerly swallowed it, milking him dry, until he became soft again. "That was really amazing Emma." He said in a sigh, falling back asleep. I woke up needy from my dream, but mostly I woke up confused. Was it really Ethan's brother back in my dream? It seemed impossible since I had never met the man before. What did he mean by I was special, nothing in this dream made any sense, well except for the part where I gave Ethan a killer blowjob. After that dream, one thing was for sure. Whether it was Ethan's brother or not, I would take care of Ethan, starting by showing how much I cared about him and that I wanted to be more than just friends. I knew right away that it was easier said, but I wasn't one to back down from a challenge, I was up for it.