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I pull her raven hair back from her face and lose myself in the gray abyss of her gaze.
“I love you, Lottie.”
She stares into my eyes and smiles.
“You can’t. I have a boyfriend. Remember?”
And with those horrid words, I wake up in a cold pool of sweat and cum.
“The fuck was that?” I blurt out into my dark bedroom.
My body trembles as I look down and find my sheets soaked, my cock still hard from the dream I just had.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
This is so not good.
“Be cool. Be cool. It was just a dream, asshole. Not the end of the world,” I say out loud, but the evidence of my wet dream around me only serves to punish me more.
I jump out of my bed and rush to the bathroom, craving a shower to wash my shame away. Every muscle remains tense as the freezing water washes over me. Unfortunately, my cock hasn’t gotten the memo that it shouldn’t be hard right now. Not after I just dreamt about sleeping with my matchmaker—a woman who made it very clear that only wants to be friends.
Still, to my bitter shame, I close my eyes, wrapping my hand around the length of my cock as I try to recall my dream.
How Lottie’s mouth parted as I plowed myself inside her.
How her cheeks flushed with every filthy word that came out of my lips.
Or how her gaze sparkled with delight when she played along and uttered some profanities herself.
How her body molded itself to mine.
She was fucking perfection.
And I am anything but.
But that doesn’t stop me from coming on my fingers with the memory of her calling out my name when she came.
After I’ve rinsed away my guilt for making myself come with the image of the woman who has become more than just a friend but my very lifeline, I lean my forehead to the cold tile and focus on my breathing.
“It was just a dream. Just a dream. Get it together.”
But as I step out of my shower and wipe the fog from the mirror, the truth stares back at me.
It’s not the dream that has me so riled up. It’s the fact that a dream is all it will ever be that’s so fucking upsetting.
I hired Lottie to find me love, even if I was skeptical about her being able to pull it off. But just as she forewarned, Lottie is very good at her job.
She got me to fall in love.
The only downside is that I’ve fallen in love with her, my matchmaker.
My verytakenmatchmaker.
How’s that for cruel irony?
