Alaia's eyes shot open as she stared at the ceiling. It took her a few more seconds before she realized that it was all just a dream, wet dreams to be exact. That everything was just a product of her naughty mind.
Alaia slipped out of her blanket and let out a groan in frustration. She ran her hand on her hair and slowly looked up to check her reflection. She almost cursed loudly when she saw her flushed reflection in the mirror. Her cheeks were red. Her forest green eyes darkened with desire. Her body felt so hot and sweaty. And she's uncomfortably wet down there. She couldn't believe what just happened. She couldn't believe that she had a dream like that. Is she really that sexually frustrated that she reached this point?
