He's Been Talking in His Sleep

By Laran Mithras

My husband has been sex-talking in his sleep.

Tormented at first, now I'm strangely turned on.

I must know who this Rosilyn is.

In the end, it might have been better if I had never tried...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Laran Mithras
• Release date: Oct 13, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463719541

Laran Mithras

I write sexy stories that skate along the edge of modern relationships. I don't like cliffhangers, endless chapters, or ongoing fighting and misunderstanding until the last page of the book. So, I don't write those in my books. Many authors think they're being edgy and have an alpha-male alien who's never heard of Earth running around saying, Jesus Christ! every two pages. Ridiculous. So, yeah, I don't do that, either. No religious expletives in my books.I write from the standpoint of realism. My heroes and heroines are normal people who make the extraordinary leap to sexual and emotional fulfillment. Most of my stories are HEAs and are designed to provoke a deeper thought about where we stand with our relationships.I don't live with two dogs or cats who rule my life; I have two pet rats. Yeah, really.Comments on stories or other questions can be directed to: [e-mail]. Connect with me on Facebook: Laran Mithras. Happy reading!

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He's Been Talking in His Sleep

By

Laran Mithras

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He's Been Talking in His Sleep is a work of fiction. Names, locations and incidents either are a product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.

Copyright © 2017 – Laran Mithras

When did I begin to fantasize about him lying to me that he's leaving for work when he's really going to see her?

CHAPTER 1

It was the hour of torture.

1:15am.

Every night, like a nightmare.

It started with some movement next to me as my husband's hips began a tiny little dance in bed. The moves became more pronounced.

He sighed, as he had for most nights the past two weeks.

It didn't happen every night, but I was awake for all of them, dreading the movements and sounds.

My torment was made worse when I hoped that maybe the dreams were over but he resumed having them on a different night.

Almost two weeks with interrupted sleep.

I dreaded this, not just for the shock of his words – barely audible – but that over the past week I had become hot listening to the sounds.

Why was this happening? It made no sense, but here I was feeling my pulse start to race, my skin begin to prickle with heat and my pussy twist inside with tension.