Seventeen
I was released from the clinic and returned to Malibu. I was greeted with another note tacked to the door.
"Tony, had some business of my own to take care of. See you soon, I'll miss you." Signed with a large 'L'. Well, at least I could get these damned drones done without being distracted by lustful eyes. I smiled at the thought of her gorgeous green eyes filled with lust and pleading. Her perfect pouty lips wrapped around my cock.
"Great, now I have to take a cold shower." I mumbled to myself.
I was right, I got to work in relative silence for almost three weeks. No word from Lana. I dreamt of her often. I unfortunately was also plagued with dreams of Loki. The first week home was the most agonizing. I was afraid to sleep for fear that Loki would return to kill me or worse. I still heard his voice in my head, felt his touch on my skin.
I finally started to sleep, but only for a few hours at a time. The dreams of Lana quickly outnumbered the others. Changing the sheets had become a daily chore, either drenched in sweat or with cum stains from wet dreams about the thought of Lana.
The morning before Lana returned I had awoken from the most disturbing dream. Lana and I were making love. I was deep within her making squirm and squeal beneath me. I opened my eyes to gaze on her beautiful face. It wasn't my Lana. It was Loki. His hard member between our stomachs. I wanted to wake up, but a part of me was holding onto the dream. Thrusting into him, kissing his thin lips, my hand wrapped around his cock.
"Cum for me Tony." He moaned into my ear. I awoke with a start. I was sweat drenched. I pulled back the blankets to find myself sticky in a large amount of my own fluids.
"Just a dream." I reminded myself as I walked to the shower.