Meet Me At Midnight

Chapter Three: As You Wish

*** Lisa's POV ***

I woke up from my nap feeling much better, minus nausea, which I could quickly remedy once I got up. A shower first, though. I looked towards the patio entrance that was still open, letting in the ocean breeze. It smells amazing! Something about salt water makes me feel like a new person.

It was darker outside. The sky was a deep blue and orange, with stars shining brightly as they made their way into the night sky. Tania was right; it was quiet here at night. Every so often, I could hear a car or scooter driving by.

I slowly got up and was hit with dizziness along with increased nausea. I slowly got down on my hands and knees, rolling over onto my back before scooting along the cool floor to get to my medication bag.

I rooted through it to grab my nausea meds and some pre-rolled blunts specifically for nausea and pain. I reached into my sundress pocket and grabbed my mini lighter after tucking my nausea meds up under my lips to dissolve. This s**t was supposed to taste like berries. If the berries were supposed to taste like Clorox, I guess they nailed the taste, I thought sarcastically.

Placing my legs on the bed to regulate my blood flow and heart rate, I lit my blunt and took a long, slow drag off of it, holding it in for a couple of seconds before slowly letting it out. I watched the gray smoke swirl up above me, twisting and turning.

Time slowly felt like it had stopped, and the view I could see, even from the floor outside the open patio door, was astounding. I could feel the effects of the herb washing over me, easing my muscles. Even my stomach started to unclench, and my heart rate slowed back down.

I could faintly hear the ocean waves tenderly crashing against the shoreline. The stars twinkled brightly from the lack of light pollution. The sound of the palm tree leaves rustling as they danced together with the night's melody was soothing. The sky was now completely dark.

After a few minutes, I felt better and slowly propped myself onto my elbows, ensuring I didn't rush it. Traveling always took it out of me, and so did intense emotions. That was the downside to getting over-excited. Stupid f*****g body!

I just sat upright and finished my herb before putting it in the ashtray.

I ran my fingers through my hair, giving my scalp a good scratch, before grabbing some clean clothes to make my way to the bathroom for a warm shower.

The bathroom was beautiful! I expected nothing less from such a beautiful home. Not too big and not too small. The ceiling was a dome-shaped skylight revealing the night sky and beautiful stars. A large oval mirror hung over the bathroom counter.

A large glass shower was towards the back of the bathroom.

"Wow... It reminds me of all the hot shower s*x scenes in the books I have read", I said out loud to no one.

Giggling at my comment, I placed my clothes on the counter before taking off my sundress and undergarments. Then, I turned around to look at myself in the mirror.

I didn't enjoy looking at myself in the mirror. I was pretty, but you could see my body's weakness. I was underweight and could use a little added-on weight. My hazel eyes were bloodshot from smoking. I stood facing the mirror, looking at my newly cut hair and pale, freckled body.

Too bad the things I wrote about weren't real. Maybe I could have a chance to get better and escape the illness that held my body hostage.

Shrugging my shoulders and accepting my fate, I climbed into the shower and turned the water on. The warm water felt soothing and perked me up. I always loved to take a shower after smoking. It always makes things feel more enjoyable. I stood under the warm water taking in the comfort the water offered before washing myself.

After my shower, I went to the kitchen to get something to nibble on and drink. I grabbed some cheese and made a strawberry protein drink. I ate my cheese before taking my drink on a walk with me to get a look at the ocean. I bet the stars looked beautiful over the ocean!

I stepped outside, and a warm breeze caressed my face like it was greeting me into this new and beautiful world. I smiled as I made my way to the grassy dunes. I looked around for Ambrose but couldn't see or hear him.

"Ambrose?! Here boy?!?" I called out.

No response. I guess Ambrose was done checking me out and wandered off. I wanted to try and pet his silky-soft-looking fur. So much that I even pouted like a child.

The sand was still warm from the sunlight. I soaked in every footstep I took in the silky, warm sand as it gently massaged my feet. I could hear the ocean gently crashing along the shoreline.

My heart started to accelerate, but it was not a flare-up of my POTS! Instead, it was because I was going to see the ocean and put my bare feet into it! I giggled to myself as I climbed up to the grassy dune. My whole body was shivering with anticipation!!! I stumbled and fell a couple of times, but the last time I stood up, I was breathless.

Was I breathless from the climb or breathless from the view? It was hard to tell, and I did not give two sweet f***s about it!! I carefully slid down the dune, moving onto the beach with my arms held high. No one was around to see me; if there were, I wouldn't care!

I spun around in wide circles, just taking in the warm breeze that would leave little particles of sea salt on my lips. A deep laugh of enjoyment escaped me. I couldn't hold it back. It was therapeutic to let it out. This was my life; I am here today because I earned it.

Gone were the days of a man using me and abusing me, or any toxic person for that matter!!!

I looked up into the dark sky full of bright stars blanketing the ocean's calm body of water. I saw a crescent moon peep through what little nighttime cloud there was here. I felt like I was at a private concert of mother earth, and her hidden beauties were gracing me with their many gifts!!

I ran to the shoreline that was cool from the ocean's water, kissing it before going back out to sea. The universe has so much romance in its natural habitat. The water washed up over my feet. It wasn't cold, but it also wasn't warm. It was a mix of just right.

Staying in the water, I took another pre-rolled blunt out of my shorts pocket to smoke before going back inside for the evening. After that, I could start taking mental notes of people, places, and things. Then, finally, something would come to me to get me out of my rut!

Standing in the water smoking felt surreal. Everything got more mellow, and time didn't seem to matter anymore. It was mesmerizing to walk through the water and watch it fly up when I gently kicked it and waited for it to start to fall back down slowly. I couldn't wait to see the beach in the daylight! I turned around, looking at the ocean and the house behind me.

"Help me get out of this rut, universe! Whoever is listening! I want to make a few more amazing books before I die," I chuckled jokingly to an extent. But unfortunately, there was no cure for me. So I have to suck it out.

"Give me some good karma!!" I whispered loudly to the sky.

I looked at the night sky for a few more moments before returning. As soon as I was about to leave, a beautiful meteor flashed across the sky, catching my eye. I close my eyes tightly to make a wish. It's not lame at all to hold onto some hope!!

"Please help guide me to write a new story!!" I wished, holding on to my heart. I breathed in and out a few times and then decided to head back in.

A strange sense of quiet and stillness took over the beach. The ocean wasn't crashing upon the shoreline, and the palm trees weren't dancing in the breeze. I paused for a second to look back behind me.

"As you wish," said a faint voice as the wind slowly started to come back to life along with the ocean and dancing palm trees.

Am I losing my mind, or did that happen? I don't feel scared. I shrugged and went back to the house to look around and maybe check out the movie den Tania mentioned. Perhaps a little spicy content would help spark some creativity. The worst that could happen is if I took notes!

Before heading to the movie den, I went upstairs to take my night meds to get them out of the way and grab some more herbs along with my ashtray. Then, I could smoke while I watch and be able to soak it all in.

After taking my meds, I returned downstairs to the hallway.

I could feel my cheeks flush at the thought of watching porn on a large screen in someone else's home. I guess it's not weird since the owner is a porn star and offered. I walked down the hallway I had seen earlier, where a cool dark room waited for me. I felt my hand along the wall to feel for a light switch.

"Ugh, where are you?!" I mumbled under my breath before feeling the cool switch under my fingertips.

Sweet! I flicked the light switch on and looked into the room. The light was very dim and soft. The room was dark charcoal gray with white trim. Expensive large beautiful artistic erotic black and white photos were hung up on the walls along with the awards Tania had won.

In the middle of the room was a gray and black sectional sofa with a glass coffee table in front of it. Decorative plants filled the space around the room as an 85-inch TV was attached to the wall facing the sectional sofa. A beautiful stone fireplace sat quietly unused under the TV. It looks electric, which is great because all I have to do is turn it on!

I placed my herbs and ashtray on the coffee table and turned on the fireplace. The heat coming from it was just right. Even though I knew the flames weren't real, you couldn't tell the difference. It still had that comforting flickering sight a fire would give you on a chilly day.

To the back of the room was a bookcase built into the wall, filled with DVDs. I nervously looked around, making sure I was alone.

"Obviously, you're alone, dummy!!" I scolded myself quietly for being so paranoid.

I stood before the wall of DVD's wondering what to pick. I read a few titles and grabbed a few that sounded interesting. I don't think I was ready to watch Tania's videos, even though the DVD covers were enticing. I turned the den's main light off so I didn't feel so exposed.

I put the first DVD into the player and returned to the couch to get comfortable and light up. Then, taking a good drag, I held it in before letting the smoke swirl around me and getting ready to watch my first movie.

Some time passed as I watched the movies I picked out. They had a great storyline, but none of them kept my attention. I knew readers liked to read hot s*x scenes about anything, but I couldn't write something that didn't turn me on.

I found writing was easier when it was about the things I was passionate about. I firmly believe that's why some books were great and some were mediocre. Some people wrote from the heart, and some wrote for money. There was no passion behind their words.

I had one more movie to go before I called it a night. My meds and herb had me in a very relaxed state. I popped the movie in and sat back down, waiting for it to play. The room was smokey with the gentle flicking glow of the fireplace. I felt like I was sinking into the couch as the main screen came on.

This movie was about a woman staying with her best friend in the city after leaving her previous relationship as the man was abusive. Relatable so far. Her friend worked at this nightclub, which provided all sorts of erotic adult entertainment, and got her a job interview.

She got the job and had to prove to her wealthy, handsome boss that she was an obedient submissive. She was more of a brat, but she wanted him to f**k her so badly that she had no choice but to be utterly submissive, as he expected. He would sexually stimulate her by making her c*m repeatedly but never giving her what she desired. Him.

During the back-and-forth exchanges of s****l frustration, they eventually developed feelings for one another.

I was intrigued by this story and was getting increasingly horny watching it. What would it be like to give all control to a man you trusted as he pleasured you endlessly before presenting himself to you? That exciting build-up of arousal to the point of almost insanity and pain.

I watched as she lay naked on the bed while she was blindfolded, and he trailed a leather crop down her tanned stomach. You see the anticipation and curiosity in her body language, wondering if he would snap her bare skin with it or continue the slow torture of not knowing.

As he slipped his hands between her legs where her soaking wet folds waited for him, I couldn't help but shift uncomfortably as my own needs and discomfort had my cotton shorts soaking wet. It had been a long time since I had any s****l excitement or desire; even my breasts were begging me to caress and tease them.

I was as high as a kite, and I knew my body would be more sensitive to my touch.

Instinctively, I slid my left hand under my tank top to my right breast. My soft skin slowly turned into a valley of goosebumps. I felt my n****e harden under my fingertips as I gently stroked and pinched it before cupping my breast fully, giving it a firm squeeze.

A soft gasp of air escaped my mouth as my body greedily accepted this long-overdue touch. I slid my right hand down past the band of my shorts. My p***y throbbed away excitedly, begging for me to slip my fingers through my soaking wet folds. My clit was swollen and sensitive to my touch.

I watched the couple on the screen. The lead male worked his fingers into her. She moaned and begged for his c**k, thrusting onto his fingers, ready to ride out her pleasure. Finally, she screamed out loud in ecstasy as her body shook, causing my fingers to work faster.

The man in the video climbed on top of her as she was still enjoying the previous pleasure he had given her before driving his hard c**k deep inside her. She screamed his name while wrapping her legs up and around his waist.

Fuck, I wish someone would help f**k me right now as I slipped my fingers deep inside my tight hot p***y. The sensations my body was feeling were out of this world. I tossed my head back, spreading my legs wider and onto the couch as I moaned out loud, holding my orgasm back, waiting for the couple on the screen to c*m together.

My breathing was quick; more than anything, I wanted to release all the stress I had built up for so long while simultaneously wanting to be filled with a thick, throbbing c**k attached to a man whose warm body would worship mine.

I wanted to feel like a beautiful Goddess. I wanted to be loved and adored by a kind and loving man.

I could almost imagine what his warm lips on my bare skin would feel like, his hot tongue plunging in and out of my pulsating p***y. Making me c*m over and over again in his mouth before pulling me up onto his rock-hard c**k.

I watched the couple move faster together before moaning out that they would c*m. I was thrusting myself onto my fingers as my thumb rubbed my clit. I was going crazy holding back what needed to be released.

"I'm cumming!" I heard the couple cry out as he emptied his seed into her. His back muscles flexed, shimmering from sweat.

I pumped my fingers into myself faster as I felt my body release. Finally, a loud, pleasure-filled cry escaped my mouth.

My body wanted more, it was not satisfied, and I was a victim to myself and my hands.

My body was damp from sweat; I got up, pulled my tank top and shorts off, and threw them on the floor. I got back on the couch and laid back, spreading my legs, getting ready to pleasure myself again. I had forgotten how great f*****g myself felt while I was high.

The pleasure itself was healing. I could do this all night, but it would not appease the appetite my body had for another body.

I whimpered as I bit my lip, listening to the couple on the screen go for round two.