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MARLIE

I woke up Sunday morning in a tangle of sheets, literally.

The duvet was kicked to the floor, and my nightgown,—which, by the way, was a splurge; totally worth it, though, the softest fabric caressing your naked skin; it’s like you’re in what could be a cocoon—was rucked up over my hips and breasts, my fingers deep inside my center.

That would be the dream that I swear to you was so real it was like Tanner was inside my home, body hovering over mine, the two of us naked, gasping for breath, his cock weaving its trance on my poor neglected body.

Literally, his cock, thick and heavy, teasing me by sliding between the lips of my pussy, moving away, then slamming his cock in with one thrust before pulling it right back out to do the same thing over and over again, relentlessly.

“Tanner,” I moan out into my empty room, sliding another finger inside myself, my other fingers tweaking my nipple, going back and forth to the other all while replaying the dream that woke me up.

My eyes close, head tips back, feet pushing into the mattress, my whole body arching into the orgasm that I know is right at the tip of my fingers, quite literally.

The part right where I woke up, from my phone ringing at that, so annoying trying to ruin my dream, that’s why I’m just going with what’s permanently seared in my mind.

Tanner pulling away from me, the low keening in my voice when he scoots down, lifting my legs so my feet are balanced on his shoulders, opening me even more, shoulders keeping me from closing them.

And the way his dark eyes coasts from mine as I lie completely naked for him, Tanner stopping at my breast, his chest heaving as I watch him take his fill of me, and when he dips his head down to my center, breathing me in…

Holy fucksticks, it’s hotter than an August summer day in Florida.

The kind of day where the sun scorches your feet and you’re jumping from one foot to the other, running to the shore to dip your now scalded self into the crisp and refreshing ocean.

“Hmm,” leaves me, reliving the moment his tongue laved at each lip of my pussy, sucking one into his mouth, then repeating the process to the other, not giving me exactly what I need.

Finally, Tanner’s hands cup the cheeks of my ass, his thumb delves inside my center, his tongue licking every freaking inch of me except for my clit.

“Damn it.” My fingers slide out, gathering the wetness to the tip.

My thumb stays right where I need it while my pointer and middle fingers slide back inside, giving me that sweet relief, causing my body to shake.

Heck, it’s practically trembling. I can feel the goose bumps rising on my skin just as Tanner uses his tongue in my dream again.

This time, he sucks on my clit in rapid succession.

The next thing I know, Tanner is leaving me once again, but it’s better than before even though I didn’t think that was possible.

His big body moves back on top of me, his hands braced next to my head, his cock at the entrance to my pussy.

“Fuck.” He slams inside of me right when my orgasm hits.

My whole body thrums with excitement, needing this like a drug addict needs their line of cocaine.

That’s how intoxicating Tanner has become to me, and I should be scared, literally.

I’m practically on a cliff ready to dive, consequences be damned if the water is deep enough or not.

My hand reaches the nightstand, slamming my palm down until I find the annoying thing that woke me up in the first place. I’m annoyed that it’s messing with my post orgasmic bliss. “Hello,” I answer breathlessly, not looking at the name on the screen.

“Marlie.” The low groan on the other end of the line lets me know it’s Tanner’s, and my waning libido, well, that bitch has come back with a vengeance.

“Hey.” I regain some composure. “Was that you who called a bit ago?” I told him I’d call when I wake up, but judging by the sun coming in through my window, it’s clearly later in the day than I expected.

“Yeah, but I figure now I know why you didn’t answer the phone, and that shit is not fair, sweetheart.”

“Well, in all fairness, it was you who put us on this freeze, so, um... Sorry, not sorry.” I move in the bed, pulling my nightgown down while getting out. My room is now a disaster once again.

“Yeah, yeah, I know I might have to rethink that. If you still want to go to the shelter, we might need to start making tracks, sweetheart. Though, I’ve got a mind to get in my truck, drive to your house, and get in bed with you instead.” His voice is smooth, deep, and rich.

“Oh God, don’t tease me like that, Tanner.”

“Christ, no, none of that. Not yet. Fuck.” He’s annoyed with himself. A smile takes over, and I giggle. “I hear you, Marlie.” He’s not upset, at least not with me.

“I’m glad, and yes, since you’re off the table. I’d love to go to the shelter with you.” It won’t take me long to hop in the shower and get ready.

“Good, I’ll see you in a bit. Don’t you dare come to the door half naked trying to entice me, woman.”

“I didn’t even think about doing that, but now that you say that…” I let the thought wander for a second. “I’m just kidding, but I do need to get off the phone if you want me to be clothed by the time you get here.”

“Later, sweetheart,” Tanner responds.

“Bye.” I click the end button, throw my phone on my crazy-ass bed, and get ready for a day with Tanner. Maybe this time, he won’t hold back as much. A girl can hope, at least.