Sorry for taking so long, but there was/is a lot going on. The next chapter is over half done, and I will post as soon as possible. Thanks for all of the great reviews, and I hope this installment was worth the wait!
Kitty
Chapter 8: Miami – Continued
They decided to turn in early on Monday, because they had to give their presentation at noon on Tuesday.
It was hard not to, but they didn't make love that night. They did sleep together, very closely, but just snuggled as they fell asleep.
Nigha awoke first, and just lay there watching him as he slept. She smiled at the look of utter peace he had on his face and wondered just what he was dreaming about.
He was dreaming about her, or more accurately, them.
Her husband was nowhere in the picture, and they were older. He smiled as two handsome young men sat on either side of him, and two beautiful little girls; with his eyes and Nigha's beautiful hair ran to him yelling "Daddy, Daddy."
Nigha walked over to him, and she looked totally different. She was a bit too thin for his liking, and she had a huge scar on the left side of her face, but her eyes were still the same and filled with love for him.
She smiled looking down at all five of them, and leaned over and gave Jason a kiss.
"Time to wake up" she sang the words like they were a little song.
"But I'm already awake, can't you tell?"
"Not now. Time to wake up."
"What do you mean not now?" He looked at her in confusion.
"Jason, I love you. In time you'll understand. Time to wake up!"
"Wait, wait, wait; tell me now. What do you mean?"
She was talking to him, but there was no sound. He could read her lips, and she kept mouthing "Jason, I love you."
Everything started to fade away, and his eyes popped open.
He awoke in a panic saying "Wait, wait, don't go!"
Nigha heard him, ran in from the bathroom, and sat beside him on the bed.
"Jason, it was just a dream. It's time to wake up. Are you alright?"
"What?"
He looked like he'd been to hell and back and still didn't realize that he had made it back.
He looked into her eyes for the first time as she touched his face, and he grabbed her and hugged her really tightly.
"You were smiling when I woke up. I figured since you were having sweet dreams, I'd let you sleep a while longer."
"Oh God, it was so weird! It started out great, but it went so wrong in the end."
"It's got you really flipped out, what was it about?"
"It was...I really can't remember" he said as he sighed and lowered his head.
"Well, it was just a dream, but it is time to wake up" she said as she kissed his forehead, and put his head on her shoulder.
Her words sent chills down his spine. He remembered everything about the dream, and when she kept saying what she'd said in it, it creeped him out.
He wanted to tell her about it, but decided against it. He didn't want to make her feel weird too.
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"Pants or skirt?"
"What are you trying to do to me?"
Jason was standing in the doorway of the bathroom, wearing only a towel. He looked as though he was in pain because of the way she looked.
Nigha was holding up a skirt suit, and a pants suit. She was wearing just a bra and panties underneath her open robe, accessorized by a pair of stiletto pumps.
"Come on Jase! I value your opinion, so pants or skirt?"
"How 'bout neither."
"Unfortunately for you, that's not an option. Come on now, be serious!"
"Well, we really want this thing to be a success, and I haven't met the man yet that hasn't been swayed by those legs. I'm going to have to go with the pants!"
"Great, skirt it is!" she said laughing at the fact that she'd totally ignored his selection.
"So what do you think, suit or this?"
He grabbed his suit and held it in front of himself, and moved it to the side to gesture to the other suggestion; his towel.
She started to walk over to him, finally having noticed that he was standing there in just a towel. She reached up and grabbed the suit from his hand, and hung it back up. She stepped inches away from him and grabbed his towel.
"Mmnnnhh, for the women in the room, I'm gonna have to go with the towel. On the condition that you're only wearing this underneath."
She tugged on the towel; it fell to the floor and pooled at his feet, revealing a raging hard-on. She smiled as she grabbed his cock and stroked it slowly.
He let out a low groan, and his eyes rolled back in his head.
She rubbed the tip across her belly, and she bent over and kissed the head. She squatted down and picked up the towel, wrapped it back around his waist, and licked his left nipple.
"Nope. Not quite ready to share that with anyone else; I think you should wear the suit" she said while he looked down at her dumbfounded. She started to walk away when he jumped into action.
"Oh no you don't!" he said as he quickly walked up behind her and spun her around to face him. He grabbed her robe at the collar and quickly pushed her back against the nearest wall.
"Jason, we have to get ready" she said breathing heavily.
"You should've thought of that before you did this to me. Besides, we've got hours."
He leaned over and started to kiss her neck and shoulder as he slid her robe off. She moaned as he ran his hands across her stomach and sides, and just as her legs started to go weak, Jason placed his hands around her waist and lifted her up.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he pushed her back against the wall. She could feel his cock pressing against her panty-clad pussy.
