Anna Kingsley spends her days crafting custom furniture for Key West’s top galleries and hiding from her psychic talents. Tortured on a nightly basis, she is visited by a mystery man who invades her dreams and sends her soaring to new heights with his touch.
James Armstrong, a billionaire real estate mogul, arrives in Key West to fulfill his deceased mother’s life-long dream. He left New York to open a five-star resort in her memory. But he never expects to be haunted by dreams of a beauty with turquoise eyes.
When Anna and James crash into one another at a local coffee shop, they realize their dream lovers are real. But when Anna runs, James becomes obsessed with tracking her down. He’ll stop at nothing to possess her and make their dreams a reality.
Anna writhed against her satin sheets as the hot, wet mouth moved slowly and insistently down her torso, leaving a trail of sucking nibbles and licking caresses across her sensitive skin. She jolted and gasped for air as a hot tongue darted across her torso and sharp teeth delicately grazed a rib. Hard hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as the lips moved inexorably toward their goal. Her fingers sifted through his short, silky locks and she arched against him.
"Please," she pleaded, desperate to relieve the ache that only he knew how to extinguish.
He growled against her navel in response, his hands tightening as his bristly chin brushed against her lower belly. "Spread wider," he ordered in that deep, commanding voice that had haunted her dreams for months.
Her legs responded automatically to his demand, her knees falling further apart and her hips lifting.
"Good girl," he breathed against her aching flesh, making her quiver.
She bit back a shriek as his mouth took swift possession, bringing her to a screaming peak in only seconds. She lay there panting and pliant as his lips meandered up her belly, pausing briefly at her breasts to torment her delicate peaks one more time, and then nuzzled her neck.
Her breath caught in her chest as he rose over her, his hard muscled body pressing over her. His fingers threaded through hers, lifting her arms above her head and pinning her to the bed. His hard cock notched into place at her core and she stared helplessly into his vivid green eyes and chiseled face—the only part of him she'd ever been able to see.
"You're mine," he growled. "Stop fighting it."
With a surge, he filled her completely…
Anna jerked awake, a strangled gasp ripping from her throat. She panted, her body still throbbing from the intense orgasm. She could feel the marks his teeth and lips had left on her body…her dream lover.
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Phew....what a dream! This sounds fun!
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting book! Great excerpt. I'd love to read more.
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