My dream may only last tonight, so I’m going to make the most of it until the morning comes.
“Hunter!” she cries out as her body clings to mine.
I kiss her lips, swallowing her sounds of pleasure, wanting to taste her as she cums. Her release warms my cock, and so I give her mine with it. I hold myself as deep as I can, spilling every drop I have into her waiting warmth. Her pussy welcomes me as it pulses around my cock and I grunt my release.
I look into her eyes, seeing the light that glows around her beginning to blur. My time with my angel is ending, and I don’t want it to.
“Don’t go,” I plead, but my words sound like they’re far away.
“I’m not going anywhere,” she whispers.
My heart aches for her, but my eyes are heavy and I can’t keep them from closing. I don’t know how I found her in my dreams, but I can’t let her get away.
Chapter Five
AUTUMN
I wake to warmth surrounding me, and I smile as I remember all the magical things Hunter did to my body. Last night was wonderful. More than I could have ever dreamed of. I roll over to look at him. He looks so peaceful in his sleep. He made such sweet love to me last night. It was full of passion and need. For the first time in my life I felt like someone really wanted me. That I meant something to someone. He made me feel things I didn’t even know were possible.
My smile widens. Even the ache all over my body can’t diminish my happiness. It’s a reminder of what we did last night and on into the morning.
Hunter reaches for me, pulling me closer to him. He hasn’t let me get far from him since I landed in his arms.
I knew the moment I saw his picture we were meant to be. I could feel it deep down and now I know it’s right. Still, a part of me wonders how everyone will take this. He’s technically my stepbrother, even though it doesn't feel like it. Last night was the first time I’d ever met him.
I reach out and touch his full lips with the tip of my finger. He kisses the end of it, still fast asleep. He’s nothing like what I’d heard in his father’s office last night. This Hunter was sweet and loving. It’s hard to believe the two men are the same. I get excited thinking about how I have almost two full months until I have to go back to school. That gives Hunter and me so much time to be together.
Doubt creeps slowly into my thoughts, and then I wonder what if last night was a one-night stand to him. No. I push away that bleak thought. Men don’t make love to a woman like that unless it means something. Right? He had to have felt what I felt last night. The things he said and did. It had to mean something to him. He couldn’t fake that.
Yet a nervous feeling takes hold. I lean in and place a kiss on Hunter’s lips. I know my mother will come looking for me soon and I don’t want her to find me naked in Hunter’s bed. She’d probably lose it. I want to tell our parents together in a calm way. Something tells me Neil isn't going to have a problem with it. In fact, I think he might like the idea. My mother won’t, but she doesn’t care for anything I do, so why does it even matter?
Slowly I try to pull myself from Hunter.
“Don’t leave me,” he mumbles.
My eyes go to his, but they’re still closed. He holds me tighter, so tight I almost can’t breathe. He doesn’t want me to go and that fills me with excitement.
“I’ll be back. I promise,” I whisper.
He relaxes his arms a little and I slowly slide out. I stand up next to the bed, looking for my sleep shirt. I see it on the floor, grab it and put it on. For a moment I stare at Hunter in the middle of the bed, wanting to crawl back in it with him.
I wonder if things will be awkward when he wakes up. We didn't talk much. In fact, I don’t even think he knows who I am. I didn't tell him I was his stepsister. I just hope that won’t bother him. And I also hope that he felt the same thing for me last night that I did the first time I saw a picture of him.
I take one last look at him before I head toward the door. I open it quietly and slip into the hallway, tiptoeing toward my bedroom. I open the door and barely make it inside before someone has a hold of me by my hair.