Chapter 52

Jane is so excited to see Brad. She is counting the days until she gets to see him. She has no idea if he knows how she feels about him, or if he thinks she is upset with him.

She is so concerned about him. Where is he staying? Is he afraid? Are people harassing him? She wishes she could hold him close to her and take it all away for him. Oh, it feels like torment not being able to speak with him.

Jane goes to bed early each night to catch up on her beauty sleep, and because she really doesn’t know what else to do with the nervous energy.

On the night before she leaves for Iceland, she has a strange dream. She is taken to this faraway place, a remote island in the South Pacific. She walks through bushes until she finds a clearing. It’s an old temple covered in moss. It looks absolutely magical and smells so refreshing.

In the dream, everything seems to come to life—the colors, the smells, and even the textures.

In the distance, she sees Brad. Jane’s heart flutters, and she runs up to see him. Getting closer, she sees that Brad isn’t wearing anything. He is completely naked, but instead of being happy to see Jane, he is sitting on a stone bench sobbing.

This totally confuses Jane. Why doesn’t he see she is there? Doesn’t he know she misses him and is so happy to see him?

She goes up to him and puts her hand on his shoulder. He is sweaty, and it feels like there is dirt on him. It’s as if he has been there for ages, alone, lost, and working hard.

“Brad? Brad, it’s me, Jane. I’m here! You’re not alone anymore.”

Brad looks up to her with red eyes and stares right into hers. He blinks.

“Jane? Is that really you? Where have you been?”

“I don’t know, Brad, but I’m here now.”

He leans over onto her shoulder and sobs more. “I miss you, Jane. I miss you.”

“I miss you, too, Brad. I really do,” Jane says, tipping his chin up so she can kiss him.

He reaches back in desperation to feel her cool, soft, supple skin.

“You are an angel, Jane. You really are. I don’t know where I’ve been all my life without you,” he says.

Just as Jane is about to lean into Brad and start kissing him all over, she wakes up. She is sweating, partly from arousal and partly from feeling like she just returned from a jungle setting in the dream.

Jane sits up and starts crying, feeling the pain of Brad’s loneliness, not only right now but throughout his whole life. She really gets that he has been battling on his own, with no one really getting him. Jane feels so sorry for him, wishing she could show him that she knows his heart and how lovable he is.

She understands for the first time what he saw in her and why he has fallen for her. She is his angel.

Jane’s heart beats quickly, and she feels an urgency to see Brad. She is powerless, though, and feels completely incapable of doing anything about it.

The only way she can handle these feelings of love and intimacy is to take out the finger vibrator he gave her. It vibrates so fast, she’s concerned that it will be too intense for her. Instead, she starts playing with herself first to warm herself up, thinking of Brad’s muscles and sweaty body in the dream.

How she wishes she could have pushed him down on the stone bench and crawled on top of him, taking her top off so he could grab her tits in his hands and rub them, getting the nipples harder and harder.

She would take the end of his hard cock and rub it around her clit and the opening to her vagina, thrusting herself deep on top of him. Then she’d pull out fully, getting him horny and wanting even more while she gets dripping wet.

She would hold his cock at the base with a tight grip, riding him up and down, driving him wild. He would press so deep inside her, pushing at her g-spot, getting her so revved up that she would scream at the top of her lungs in the temple, knowing no one could hear them. It would echo through eternity.

As Jane imagines all this, she puts on the finger vibrator and lightly touches it on her labia and clit, stimulating her immediately. It sends shock waves through her body and she starts shaking. She can hardly contain herself as she imagines Brad’s hot, dripping body, desperately fucking her in the tropics filled with wild animals and exotic birds.

Jane takes her other hand and pushes it in and out of her. The finger vibrator on full speed sends intense tingles up her spine and a flush of energy to her head.

She curls her back up off the bed, digging her hips into the mattress as she lets out a flood of juices all over the sheets, more than she’s ever seen before. She isn’t sure if she just peed everywhere, but she doesn’t care. It feels like the best ecstasy she has ever had.

Jane lays there, exhausted and satisfied, thinking only of when she can see Brad and hold him in her arms again. That dream showed her they are meant to be together, and she is now fully convinced of it.