Mia woke to a dream, full of languid pleasure and heat. Her body hummed and sang, played by its favorite master. He worked her up a slow and ruthless rise until her core wept to be filled. His name came out as a sigh and a plea. And as he slipped inside her, she opened her eyes to his, dark and determined in the pre-dawn light.
Her heart slammed against her ribs as she came fully awake. He was real. He was here. Still with her.
“God!” The word shuddered out as he began to move.
“Good morning to you, too.”
“I thought… I was… dreaming.” She gasped as he stroked deeper.
“Good dream?”
She huffed a laugh. “Great dream. Mmm.”
Brax grinned, maintaining his relentlessly patient rhythm. “Like that, huh?”
“I’m never letting you leave my bed.”
“Good thing. I’m really happy here.” On a conten
