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He held his hand above the bed anyway. And as soon as he tried to draw a six in the air, his pointer finger moving counterclockwise, his foot immediately turned directions and went counterclockwise as well.
“What the hell?” he muttered, scowling down at his misbehaving foot. “You’re not supposed to go that way.”
I cracked up laughing at his reaction and rolled off him to lie on my back, holding my stomach.
Mumbling moodily to himself, Luke started over, but every time he tried to keep moving his ankle clockwise, his foot would circle the other way as soon as his hand joined in with the six.
I could sympathize. Every time I had my heart firmly steered in one direction, all Luke had to do was walk into a room, and bam, my heart just flipped around and followed him. It was one of the great mysteries of life.
“Why won’t it just fucking go that way?” he finally demanded, which made me roar with more laughter.
Finally, he gave up and glanced at me sternly. “This is why you made me stay home from work today? To drive my hand and foot crazy?”
“No,” I told him with a big smile and rolled toward him, my fingers moving along his shoulders, then over his chest before reaching his abs. “I was thinking about a vastly different part of your anatomy when I asked you to stay home.”
“Damn, woman,” he said, grinning into my eyes as my fingers swirled lower. “Is sex all you can think about today?”
I arched my eyebrows. “When you’re lying there naked and looking all yummy and gorgeous like that? Yes. Yes, it is.”
I wrapped my hand around his cock to find that it was already hard and swollen, so I tightened my grip and began to stroke him slowly.
He hissed and gritted his teeth, letting his head fall back as he arched his back in ecstasy and locked his hands around the sheets under him. “Then, God bless your beautiful, perverted mind.”
I smiled smugly. But as I watched a vein in his neck strain, I blinked and stopped gripping him. “This is real, isn’t it?” I finally realized.
It wasn’t a dream after all. I wasn’t in a coma or somehow hiding in my own mind while I was trapped in Dax’s basement. I was really here with Luke. Right now.
Luke focused on my face and seemed to realize how serious I was. Cupping my hair in one hand, he held his other hand up in front of me. “How many fingers?” he asked.
I squinted in confusion. “What?”
“I’ve heard you always have the wrong number of fingers in your dreams. So count my fingers, and tell me if this is real or not.”
I looked into his eyes as I pressed my index finger to his, then I focused on my task and counted each of his digits, one at a time. When I made it to five, a tear slid down my cheek. “This is real,” I whispered. “It’s really real.” My gaze slid to his in amazement. “But how?”
His thumb swiped away the tear before he slid his hand gently over my hair and then down my back to my ass. “Not sure,” he whispered. “But I plan to enjoy it while it lasts.”
I nodded. “Good idea.” Climbing on top of him, I straddled his hips and kept eye contact as I lowered myself. When he started to press inside me, thick and warm and hard, my focus blurred a little, but Luke lifted his hand again, all five of his fingers spread to show me that it was still real.
Smiling, I pressed my own palm against his. Then, we laced our fingers together and held on to each other just like that, staring into each other’s eyes as I rode him into an emotion-filled oblivion. And it was the most-real experience of my life.
29LUKE
Ihonestly have no idea how, but I woke up the next morning with a freaking hard-on. I think maybe my dick was officially broken, stuck in the swollen and upright position, because Iwould’vethought that after the marathon rounds of sex I’d had with Chloe the day before, I wouldn’t be able to even get aroused again until, like, my golden years or something.
But nope, there he was pressing up against her ass and wide awake before I was.
I muffled out a half whimper, half groan, not wanting to move because I was so comfortable right where I was spooned up behind the woman I loved with my arm around her waist and her steady breaths filling the room.
I patted her hip lovingly, and my cock flexed, trying to find a way through my underwearandhers until he could be where he wanted to be.
Damn freaking horny pecker. I hadn’t wanted this much sex since I was a teen and learned how good it could make me feel. Though honestly, I hadn’t even had a clue then. I hadn’t truly learnedthatlesson until yesterday.
My conscience woke a little more as I began to remember everything Chloe and I had done together. And it didn’t take long until the rest of my body was on board with my freaking woody.
I needed her again. Likenow.
Smiling, I leaned in to bury my nose in her hair, where I kissed the back of her head. “Morning,” I greeted as my hand came up to cup one of her breasts through her tank top.
