"If I have your permission." He said.
"Hell, yeah." I agreed quickly.
"Well, I'm more of a seventh dimension person myself, but great." Zak answered and then he leaned over and kissed me.
Talking was done.
Kissing and touching had commenced.
My dreams were actually coming true.
Zak leaned me back against the sofa arm and the cushions and he trailed a hand over my shoulder, edging the material off so it slid to one side. The V of my dress exposed the top of my breasts encased in their black silky bra.
Breaking off our kiss, his mouth moved to my neck and he trailed soft kisses all the way down, going over my collarbone making me shiver and down my chest to the swell of my breast. His hands trailed and he moaned.
"Let's get you out of this dress and me out of these clothes."
I wasn't sure why dream me had to go through the rigmarole of taking everything off. At one point I even got my zip caught in my hair, but as long as I didn't wake up before the grand finale, I'd suffer through whatever else my imagination cooked up.
And it had cooked up a gigantic cock for Mr Zak Jones. Well, hello there, cockmonster.
As it dawned on me that dream me could be confident and take some initiative, I grasped him in my hand and started to stroke up and down his girth.
"Oh, Erica, fuck, that's so good."
"You've seen nothing yet." I moved so he was sitting on the sofa and I kneeled before him and took him in my mouth. His hands threaded in my hair, and weirdly my scalp still felt sensitive from the zip. My dreams had a lot of detail to them. I sucked him hard and I hummed slightly which I'd heard did great things. Zak seemed happy enough. As his pace got more frenetic, he softly stopped me and pulled out of me.
"I want to come inside you."
Another great thing about sex dreams. No need for contraception! I let Zak push me back against the sofa and he positioned himself on top of me. His fingers trailed over my body, caressing my breasts and tweaking my nipples. Then lower, lower until they teased my damp places and drove me into a frenzy of need. My hips rose higher.
"Zak, I need—"
He kissed my mouth. "I know. I got you."
Grabbing his cockmonster in his hand he adjusted himself until he was situated and then he pushed inside me. I swear Big Ben chimed for me like it had just struck twelve at New Year's and the fireworks went off around the London Eye.
"Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god." I'd have been shouting were it not for Zak's mouth eating up my words with his lips against mine while he moved in and out of me.
For the next hour he moved me into different positions and took me over and over again. I had more orgasms in this one evening than I'd ever had in total with any of my previous lovers.
As we lay sated in each other's arms, he cuddled me close and said. "I'll find a way that we can be together properly, Erica. So that we can do this for real."
I nodded and said, "I'd like that." Then happy in his arms I closed my eyes.
"Aaaaaaarrrggghhhh."
I jumped a foot in the air as I shot up from the sofa and stared at my best friend who was staring at me slack jawed. How had she got out of her room? Zak had put the chair up to it.
My face fell. Oh it was just a dream.
Then I remembered it and I smiled a huge face-splitting grin.
"What the hell is the matter with you?" Freya yelled. "Get some clothes on. Why are you lying on the sofa we both have to sit on stark bollock naked?"
I looked down at myself and indeed I didn't have a stitch of clothing on. "I can explain. I had a sex dream about Zak. It was amazzzzing."
"Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. You got naked and what, writhed all over the sofa like that? I'm not sitting on the sofa again and for God's sake get some clothes on."
I reached for my dress and pulled it back on. "I'm going to get a shower and relive my dreams, because Zak and I did it over and over."
"I'm going to ring housekeeping and say I spilled orange juice all over the sofa and can they clean it."
"But you haven't."
"I will have. There's some in the fridge. Once I've done that, I'm going to go get a Costa and a chocolate pastry and then I'm going to spy on the band from a distance. I want to see if absence makes the heart grow fonder with Rex, but I also want to make sure he's not flirting with anyone else."
"So you're going to stalk him?"
"Pretty much. I have my mobile, so call me when you've finished masturbating, and leave the rest of the hotel furniture alone. Will I need to order a new shower head?"
I shrugged. "I'll let you know."
The shower had all mod cons, but then I remembered the jacuzzi bath and decided to have a relax and daydream in that instead. I felt amazing and not tired at all. So much for dream Zak saying he was taking my soul and I'd sleep for days. I could do something for days, but it wasn't sleep.
Zak
I felt seriously guilty. Seducing Erica had been everything I'd wanted, but I wanted it in the real world, not to be blackmailed into it by my demon boss.
Rehearsing with Rex and Roman as Noah hadn't made it to the room yet, my constant sighing finally got the better of Rex's temper.
"Can you shut the fuck up? Soon they're going to set you up as a renewable energy source with all the heavy breathing."
"Don't ask me what's wrong, just bollock me." I whined.
"There's always something wrong with you. It's usually a bad hair day. You're a needy little bitch." He growled. "I'll tell you something, you wouldn't last a day with the females from my pack. My temperament plus female hormones… you'd be a goner."
"Then it's a good job I don't want one of your pack then isn't it?"
Roman walked over. "You lovesick, bro?"
"Not exactly. I'm… what would be a better term? Cock sick. It wants a normal relationship."
"So your cock's weeping but not with pre-cum?" Rex tittered. "You're cocksure, but cock unsure. You're—"
"About to sign an even bigger contract with Don, if he'll seal up your mouth."
"Tell us all about it." Roman said, to a withering glare from Rex.
"I like Erica. But I saw Don last night and he said if I didn't sleep with her in her dreams and steal some of her soul for him, then he'd hurt her and Freya."
"So you took one for the team?"
"I took several. I really like her but how do I tell her I'm an incubus? That she'd have to share me with all those other women?"
"Mate, you can't actually know the answer to that question unless you speak to her. A fuck off is better than the great unknown."
Sighing, I chewed on my bottom lip. "Maybe I'll talk to her. At the end of the week though. I don't want to spoil her experience."
"Okay, can we get on now?" Rex asked, and as Noah joined us not much later, we practised working on a new song for the album we'd be recording soon. And I decided that when I left, I'd work on another song, one to empty my mind of guilt and mixed emotions.