I murmured in my sleep as a hot tongue lapped at me. My hands grasped onto the sheets, trying to hold back the moan that was building within me. Screwing my eyes tighter, I refused to wake up. I didn"t want this to end. Not if I could help it. I could feel my release, so close I could almost touch it.
If only the tongue would...
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
I screamed, waking myself completely as the o****m crashed through my body, setting every nerve I had on fire. This couldn"t just be a dream. When I dreamed about s*x, it normally ended with me almost at the point of coming, but never quite.
Levon chuckled, revealing himself to be the owner of the tongue in question.
"We know you"re awake, Leola," Kerry added from beside me. "We can hear it in your breathing."
"And what a way to greet the day
