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I am in high spirits when Lola drops me off at around ten thirty. I store my leftovers in the refrigerator and get ready for bed. I set my alarm for six as I need to be at the Forbes’s by seven-thirty. My day with Ryan does not start until eight but Sylvia needs to brief me on what is required as a day nanny.
I get into my pajamas and climb into bed. I am out like a light in no time.
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“Aaaaaaah!” I shoot my hand out to break my fall as I stumble on the front steps yet again, prepared to skin my palm as it takes the brunt of my fall. But before my hand makes contact with the pavement, I’m being caught by a pair of strong, muscular arms. I look up and it seems as though I am staring into the sun. The light behind my hero fades and I see that it is Lucan. My heart races slightly as I become acutely aware of his body against mine. There is so much heat. I look down and find that my jeans and T-shirt have morphed into a miniscule bikini and he is wearing nothing but swim trunks. There is a swimming pool behind him.
“Thank you.” I smile up at him as he holds me closer.
“The pleasure is all mine.” He smiles back at me.
“How can I ever repay you?” I peer at him through my lashes.
“How do damsels in distress repay their heroes?” he says in a sultry voice that has me shivering.
I slide my hands up the broad expanse of his chest, raking my fingers against his nipples, feeling his body respond to my touch. He releases a groan that shoots straight to my center. When at last my hands are buried in his hair, he lowers his head and takes my mouth.
There is a burst of heat that makes me moan. His tongue is like fire as it slides along mine, eliciting sounds I never knew I could make. Our skin becomes wet with perspiration and suddenly our clothing seems to melt away and we are naked.
He swings me into his arms and we are no longer by the pool but in what I presume to be his bedroom. I barely have time to take in the masculinity of the décor before he lowers me to the bed. My legs part beneath him as I press my body up to meet his. His throbbing erection against my thigh makes my heart pound as I think about what is coming next.
“Lucan! Please!” I moan.
“I’ve got you, Summer.”
I reach down and take him in my hand as his fingers reach my opening and he uses my juices as lubricant to then stroke my clit, leaving me soaked. I tremble in anticipation when he raises above me. I arch my back, feeling the tip of his cock enter me and I open to accommodate him.
Lucan fills me up completely and I wrap my legs around his waist as he begins to thrust hard and fast. I feel my body pressing toward an explosion. It is on the verge. He tenses deep within me as he presses into me hard. Lucan pulls back and slams into me again and I cry out, grabbing his shoulders and feeling my hands slip off his wet skin. “
Oh god, oh yes, almost there. Just. One. More, and–”
It's time to get up, Summer. It’s time to get up. What are you doing in bed? It’s time to get up!
My custom alarm goes off and my eyes fly open.
I sit up in bed, my heart pounding in my chest. I’m hot all over. What the hell just happened?
I topple back in bed and stare at the ceiling. I do not have to touch myself to know that my panties are soaked.
I’ve had erotic dreams before, but this one beats everything. I hardly know the man, for crying out loud.
I close my eyes. But as the images from my dream fill my head once more, my eyes fly open.
“No, no, no, nope. Not going to entertain this.” I shake my head fervently. “You’re missing Steven. That’s all. It’s just a rebound and your thoughts went to a recently-met attractive man. There’s no way inhellI’m going to entertain dreams about fucking my boss. I’ve only just met the guy!”
I scramble out of bed and head to the shower, kicking my wet underwear aside. I scrub my body hard as I try to erase the dream. I succeed to some extent.
But when I walk up the front steps of Lucan’s estate, I cannot help but recall the opening scene of my dream. I walk slowly, looking out for the troublesome step. I arrive at the door without incident and take a deep breath before ringing the bell. It swings open after the second ring and I find myself facing Sylvia. For a mansion, these folks sure aren’t fixed on appearances. I have yet to meet an official butler.
“Summer! Right on time. Come in! Have you had breakfast?”
“I have,” I reply.
“Well, you can always eat with us if you choose. There’s always plenty of food. You can leave your things in the playroom while I show you around. Ryan is having breakfast in the kitchen and Lucan is still sleeping. He came in about an hour ago, actually.”
“Oh?”
“Life of a night club owner,” she tells me.
