A promise

I had been having a dream about Jordan. In my dream, I was in a meadow, dressed in the same dress that I was wearing in reality. I was enjoying the serenity of the fields, watching the butterflies flutter their wings rhythmically, and the glow of the fireflies even though it was a sunny noon day.

Suddenly, I felt an arm wrap around me, and when I turned around and looked up, it was Jordan. He smiled into my eyes, and I smiled up at him. He had nothing but his pants on, and he was naked from waist up. He pulled me up, close against his bare body, and his heat filled me up.

Suddenly, the meadow transformed into a king sized with a canopy, covered in red and white silk curtains and bed spreads. My summer dress had disappeared, replaced by a red and black see-through lingerie. Jordan ran his hands over my bare chest and shoulders, caressing me gently, as I burned from the heat of his lustful touch.  His hands traveled down my back, all the way down to my buttocks where he grabbed me through the sheer material of my lingerie. I gasped as I leaned closer into him. His hands came around to the front and traveled up until it came to rest on my breast. I gasped again as he squeezed my small twin mounds gently. One hand stayed on my breast as the other trailed up my neck to my hair where he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head gently, tilting my neck up and revealing the entire length. He trailed a kiss up my neck and lifted his head briefly to look into my eyes, before he covered my lips with his firm lips.

I moaned as I received his kiss. It tasted so sweet, and our breaths mixed as our heartbeats sped up, until our hearts were pounding in unison.

It felt so good. It felt so real. The heat, the passion.

I felt him pulling away, but I quickly pulled him back in, deepening the kiss as I put my arms around him and held him tight. He returned the passion, deepening the kiss in return. I pressed myself closer into him as I began to moan aloud. We were just making out, but it already felt like I was nearing climax. The kiss got so intense that it began to feel like he was sucking all the air from my lungs. I pulled away from the kiss briefly to catch my breath, and that was when I found myself staring into Jordan's grey eyes.

"You looked so pretty asleep. I could not help myself." Jordan said, smiling into my face. His face was still so close to mine, and his breath still very warm against my skin. That was when I realized that most of my daydream had been reality. I began to wonder how much of it had been a dream, and how much had been reality.

I gasped as my face reddened with embarrassment. I wanted to pull away from him, at least leave the line of his direct gaze. But I was too embarrassed to even move.

"Honestly, I wasn't sure what to expect when I gave into the temptation of your lips. But I definitely didn't expect you to be so receptive." He said, smiling smugly. I turned my face to the side to avoid his eyes, but that didn't stop him from talking.

"Makes me wonder if you were dreaming about me." He said. I turned in the other direction, in another attempt to get away from him. He smirked. "Did I get that right? Were you dreaming about me? What was your dream about? Were we having sex?" He asked, grinning wickedly. I quickly jumped up but had to lie back down because he was still leaning over me.

"Let me go." I said quietly. Jordan laughed wickedly.

"That was it alright? You were dreaming about me, and we were having sex." He laughed, leaning in closer. I did not reply. "What was it like? Did you enjoy it?" He asked, taunting me.

"I said let me go." I cried, pushing against his chest. He leaned away and laughed again.

"Easy now! Just moments ago, you liked the proximity a lot." He winked.

I sat up and glared at him.

"Are you a pervert or something? Do you go around kissing sleeping women in parks without their consent?" I asked, glowering at him.

"Woah! First off, I admit that I was wrong for kissing you while you were asleep. I do. But when I tried to stop, you pulled me back in. I really tried to break away, but you held me captive and urged me on. And I couldn't help it, you know I'm only human. I couldn't resist the temptation any further." Jordan said, putting his hands up in surrender. I bit down on my lower lips in pure shame and embarrassment.

'That part was real?' I cried in my head. Again, I wondered how much more of it was real. I was burning allover with shame.

"And by the way, I do not just go about kissing every lip. You are not just any woman in a park. You are my woman, and your lips called to me." Jordan said again. I looked away from him.

"Doesn't change the fact that you had no right kissing me without consent. Neither do you have the right to conclude that my dream was about you." I said, mostly muttering the latter part.

I was startled as Jordan's hand suddenly came up and cupped the small of my jaw. He turned my face around so that I was looking back into his eyes.

"It better be! If you are having any dreams about someone putting their hands on you like that, it better be my hands." He said, glaring at me seriously. "I will make sure you never see anyone else in your dreams. All of it will be flooded by me, and just me." He promised.