Part 68
Sara: mhhhhhh Mohammed
He couldn't believe his ears. She was moaning his name in her
sleep, which only meant one thing; she was having a wet dream about him. He saw
her legs shut together tightening her grip even more. He
couldn't help but think it was hot. He was just glad Saeed was out of car. All
he could do was curse for not being able to do anything about it.
He turned back to his seat smirking.
Boy was he glad to have heard her, this time their turns were
switched. She was the one that was having sexual thoughts about him.
Sara: where are we?
She said suddenly waking up with a surprised look in her
face. She was obviously shocked that she would have such a dream. Her cheeks
were a deep shade of red
Mohammed: around 20 minutes away, sleep well?
He said with his head straight trying not to show her his excitement
Sarah: oh um-
She hated that he asked her that not knowing what to answer,
well she could straight out and say hey I just had a wet dream about you, a hot
wet dream that she enjoyed, a lot.
He turned his head towards her
Mohammed: I just hoped I satisfied you
He said with a naughty smirk on his face
Sarah's point of view:
Fuck he knows, how the hell did he know. This can’t be
happening right now. Why is he laughing? Does he find it funny that his best
friend's younger sister is having wet dreams about him? Omg of course he is,
stop talking to yourself and say something.
She was about to say something when when he said
Mohammed: you talk in your sleep
Saeed opened the driver’s door and hopped in.
She caught Mohammed looking at her through the rear view
mirror. She just wanted to die from the embarrassment.
…
Meera looked around and saw Sarah in deep sleep. Knowing that
she was sleeping in the same house as hamad drove her crazy. He was just
outside sleeping in the room next door along with Saeed and Mohammed while Abdulrahman
and Aisha got a room with their kids and Alya with the munchkins in a room.
After fighting the urge she finally decided to get up look
for her robe in her bag. Cursing under her breath she
realized that she had forgot to pack her robe and now she was in her tank top
and panties tossing and turning in her bed. She wanted badly to go out and have
a drink of milk but the real reason was to see if Hamad was awake by peaking
through their room.
After deciding to get out of bed, she peaked through the door and saw nothing, it was dark and
total quite. Tiptoeing towards the room next to hers she saw the door closed
shut and she didn’t want to risk it by opening it. Since
she couldn't sleep she decided to walk to the kitchen counter and make her some
hot milk to help her sleep. Walking towards the kitchen counter her foot
tripped on the unbalanced carpet causing her to hit the table with her hip
making her curse out loud.
Hamad: still clumsy
Meera turned around to see him sitting up on the couch
looking at her
Meera: couldn’t sleep?
Hamad: your brother snors, LOUDLY
Realizing he was staring directly at her she turned back
around giving him a good view of her rear in her lacy panties. She smiled to
her self glad she had the courage to walk out of the room dressed like that
Meera: want me to make you some milk
Hamad: sure thanks
Meera: sorry you have to sleep on the couch
She said pouring milk into 2 cups
Hamad: it's fine really I'm just having problems sleeping
lately
Only if she knew that she was the reason why
Walking towards him she was holding the two cups of milk with
her but he couldn't help but stare. He could see her nipples against her tank top and
the outline of her perky breasts.
Hamad: you never used to wear that back at home when we were together
Meera smiled
Meera: why? Do you like what you see?
Trying to pass it as s flirty joke
She stood in front of him and handed him the cup of milk
Hamad: yes (he answered in almost a whisper)
He looked at her dead in the eyes waiting for her reaction.
The only light coming into the living room was from the garden lights that were
from outside the glass windows.
Meera saw the way he looked at her, she saw how much he needed this, and she couldn't walk away because she wanted it too.
He placed his cup on the table and held her from her stomach
and rubbed his palm against her hip gripping onto her waist. She responded by
stepping forward and climbing on top by placing her bent legs on each side of
his. She longed for those lips and the way they tasted.
Pulling away from the kiss he started to kiss her neck
breathing into her hair. He heard her
moan knowing that he reaches her special spot. Not wasting any time his hands
roamed her body starting from her perky breasts squeezing slightly. His right
hand slowly moving downwards
Meera: hamad
She said in almost a whisper
Not stopping his pleasurable assault to her body only made
her crave more. His hand slid to between her legs above her panties
making her gasp loudly
Hamad: meera we need to keep it down, they might walk in on us
He started to move his hand and kiss her neck harder. She
just closed her eyes and tried to control her moans.
