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then she flounced away all in a huff. I knew I was being childish. There was no need for me to push her buttons, but something about annoying her made me hard as steel. Back when we were kids, we’d sometimes do stuff to annoy each other just because it was funny. It wasn’t funny anymore. Oh no, now it was more sexually charged than amusing.
    All in all, this was shaping up to be a very interesting summer…

CHAPTER FOUR
    SOPHIE
    I was having the most incredible dream. Warm kisses trailed down my chest, and a hot wet tongue lapped at my delicate brown nipples, teasing them until they were stiff nubs. My core throbbed as a big hand spread my lower lips, and I heard a soft groan as a thick finger stroked up and down my slick folds. The finger began to pump into me slowly, making me squirm, and I cried out a second later as the finger left and a thick cock took its place in my warm tightness.
    Heated desire flooded me, and I looked up to see a shadowy man buried inside me. It was dark in the dream, but I could make out the outlines of his muscular contours, and I ran my fingers over his chest to curl them around his neck before pulling him down for a passionate kiss. I wrapped one leg around his hips, lifting myself up to a different angle, and then a wild streak took hold of me. I flipped the man onto his back and straddled him, his cock still buried deep inside as I began to move my hips back and forth, enjoying the delicious fullness. I might have been an inexperienced virgin in real life, but in my dreams I was a wildcat.
    The man groaned again as I rocked my hips, and he lifted himself to his elbows so he could nip at my full breasts. My breath hissed out in shallow bursts as I rode him, and he dropped a hand to my pussy, rubbing and rolling the sensitive nub between my legs as the growing knot of tension tightened in me.
    “Oh yes…” I gasped. “I’m going to come.”
    My voice broke away in a moan, and the man muttered something.
    “What?” I asked breathlessly.
    “Get up,” he repeated. “It’s morning.”
    “No…I don’t want to,” I replied as he rubbed his thumb against my swollen clit and tweaked my nipples with the other hand. He leaned forward and moved his mouth over my ear, and then he started yelling.
    “What…what the hell are you doing?” I said, pushing him away. He kept yelling, only now it sounded more like shrieking.
    Just as I saw the man’s face in my dream, I awoke with a start to the sound of the alarm on my cell phone going off, and I grumbled and switched it off before burying my face in my satin pillow again.
    It was Drew.
    The man screwing my brains out in the dream had been Drew. Ugh, ugh, ugh. What the hell was wrong with my mind? Why was this happening to me?
    I’d spent the last week trying to get used to the fact that my Mom was now married to our old neighbor, and on top of that I was being forced to share the house with Drew, my old friend and new enemy. It was so humiliating having him here. Every time we ran into each other on the way to the bathroom or kitchen, he’d call me Tatiana because he knew how much it pissed me off, and I’d remember the shameful way in which I’d speedily dressed and run out of his hotel room. Okay, so giving him a fake name at the club was a bit immature, but I’d had my reasons. It was way more immature for him to keep bringing it up.
    The worst part was how obviously attracted I was to him, despite what a douche he was being. I wished there was some switch in my brain that I could flip and no longer feel a thing for him, but instead I had to put up with dreams like the one I’d just woken up from.
    Sighing, I showered and dressed for the day before heading downstairs to find my Mom sitting at the kitchen table, dreamily staring off into space.
    “Morning, Mom. Where’s everyone else?”
    She looked at me and smiled. “Morning, hon. Tony’s at the office, and Drew said he had some early photo shoot at some beach somewhere.