Can we just be us? Part 68

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.

Taking control she placed her hands on his chest pushing his back to the couch and stripping him off his shirt. She took a minute rubbing his chiseled chest and kissing it then going back to his lips. He kissed her back trying to savoir the way she felt and tasted.