My Unconventional Lover: Seeing A Different World

146 It’s All His Fault

(Jane’s PoV)

It felt so good.

The soft breeze of wind felt so amazingly good on my skin. Paired with the warm light of the sun and the sounds of leaves rubbing against each others, it was totally a bliss.

Especially when I finally had a free time from training myself with Siji. Just saying his name could make me frown for a full one hour.

That man... I swear to God, was a hell of a trainer! He might look gentle and all smiles, but when he got into trainer mode, oh. my. God, he was a beast!

As if physical training was not exhausting enough, I had to put up with spiritual training as well. During the training, I remembered that one time when he told me that I had vast spiritual energy, I wish I could slap him in the mouth because I practically could feel my energy had been drained from my body. What vast spiritual energy? He must have made that up!

But, I was too tired to argue with him so I only kept that thought inside. Well, I would surely find a chance to talk it out with him.

For now, just rest. Erase that frown on your face and rest properly, I said to myself.

I closed my eyes, tried hard to straighten the frown on my face by thinking about something good. Yes, something like...

.....

What would I do if Tom came back? How should I react when he stood in front of me?

No, why would I plan my reaction? Change to another question.

Then, how would our relationship be? When he was still a ghost -ah no, spirit I mean -we were practically like a newlywed couple. Our interaction was limited inside my bedroom, and even though he could say anything to me outside the room, it was practically a one way conversation.

He would accompany me doing my homeworks, talk to me, joke around, and sometimes he would even flirt with me, and more than twice he would talk about lewd things he would do to me if he were to have a body and every words could successfully make me hot and aroused.

Damn, after trying so hard to make myself busy so that I wouldn’t think of doing anything lewd, the feeling returned in several times folds and made my body extremely needy.

Damn Tom and his tease! His almost daily dose of lewd dream really changed me. After he went away, I had never had lewd dreams anymore. Suddenly, I craved for one.

It’s all his fault for turning me into a pervert in heat!

My brain was consumed by lust bit by bit. All I wanted was to touch my body, but at the same time I resisted the sweet torture. My breath grew erratic but the fire in me was still burning.

Ahh! What should I do? What should I do?

You want to feel good, right? Touch yourself! You know very well where it feels good. It’s not your first time after all. Touch yourself.

That whisper was like fuel adding into the fire in me. My mind became hazy as my hands caressed my whole body. That’s right, it was not my first time, so why should I care? I needed to pleasure myself.

Just this once, just this once, I promised myself.

I barely heard my own gasps and moans as I continued to touch my body. My mind went back to when I pleasured my own self with Tom dirty talking in my ear. My whole body felt so sensitive and with my hazy mind and slightly blurred eyes, I thought I saw Tom.

It was probably only my imagination. It might be because I was half-asleep and I was dreaming. The lust drove me crazy and I didn’t care whether it was my hallucination or not.

“Tom...” I whispered lustfully.

I closed my eyes tightly as my hands started to tease my sensitive spots. But, a pair of warm lips met mine and all my rationality went out the window.

The kiss was so passionate, it was as if he wanted to devour me. My moans and gasps met with his primal growl as he fondled my body. My moans gradually turned louder, but he swallowed them all. The tip of his tongue was tracing my skin lightly, giving me another height of pleasure.

Ohh, it feels so good!

Feels good, right? Surrender yourself to me and I’ll pleasure you to your heart content.

The whisper came again and I thought it was Tom speaking to me. Under his coaxing and teasing, I did surrender myself to him and let him play with my body.

He didn’t make love to me, but he pleasured me until I couldn’t open my eyes. I could only muffle my lustful moan and scream of his name as he brought me to climax several times under his mischievous and skillful fingers and tongue.

By the time I finished climaxing, I was so relaxed and fell asleep with my clothes in a dishelved state. I could only pull my blanket to cover my privates before I drifted off to sleep.

I was asleep for hours and when I woke up, it was already dark. My stomach made a grumbling sound, a protest for not feeding it. I got up and was speechless as I found out the state I was in.

I thought it was just a dream!

What’s wrong with me? Why did it feel so real?

Wait, what’s that?

I hastily walked towards my mirror and pulled my t-shirt. My eyes widened as I caught sight of it. Under my left breast, there was a hickey, clear and fresh.

If it were just a dream, why would there be a hickey there? Someone must have been here before and took advantage of me!