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gravity bested her and it became too great
a fight. Darkness claimed her vision but colors flashed through her limbs as
she came for him. Sensation shot up her spine and through her legs, curling her
toes. “Please, please…” she begged with nothing coherent to follow it.
    Whether she asked for more or less, she didn’t know. All she
knew was that she needed him as if he held her last breath of fresh air.
    He continued to flick her clit with his tongue, ramping up
her pleasure again. He filled her slippery channel and added another finger. It
was too much and she opened her mouth to tell him to stop, that she couldn’t
take it, but she screamed for him as he made her come again.
    She bucked against the bed, arching off the mattress, then
he trapped one of her nipples between his first finger and thumb and pinched it
hard.
    Preparing to scream…she sat straight up in bed.
    She opened her eyes, then slammed them shut again. Sunlight
streamed through the window. She peeked again, her heart pounding as if she
were still in the middle of her second or third orgasm. She kicked at the
covers, searching for Nico.
    “Ouch,” she groaned when her foot connected with the corner
of her laptop, which sat at the corner of the bed, exactly where she left it the
night before.
    A “meow” startled her and she grabbed the covers, hugging
them close. She still had on her yoga pants and tank top.
    Miss Priss sat on her haunches on the second pillow beside
her, eyebrows turned down and her head tilting this way and that, as if looking
at her from a different angle would help her figure out what in the hell
happened.
    Giggles exploded past her lips as she flopped back on her
pillow. She reached over to pet the cat, who took it as an open invitation to
climb on her stomach and get comfy so she could go back to sleep.
    While she petted the cat she tried to rationally take stock
of what happened.
    A dream hadn’t ever felt more real. The lips of her pussy
were wet and her core twitched every once in a while like it did after she came.
Tiny tremors still raced along her arms and legs, making her attempts to pet
the cat haphazard at best. There were no marks on her wrists from where the
cuffs surely would have dug into her skin, but the taste of cock lingered on
her taste buds.
    Maybe she shouldn’t talk to him anymore…
    Biggest lie she’d ever tried to tell herself because she was
well and truly addicted if video chatting with him for just a few hours could
produce dreams as sexy as the one she just had.
    She grabbed her phone to message him. Half past seven was
early for a lot of people but she couldn’t help herself. “Hi,” she
texted, still too groggy to come up with anything better to say before she’d
had her coffee.
    She laid the phone on her chest and held it close, waiting.
Less than a minute later he responded. The noise and vibration of the text
message made her pussy wetter.
    “Good morning, gorgeous. Sorry I kept you up so late last
night. I just didn’t want to say goodbye.”
    A blush stained her cheeks. “Did I fall asleep while we
were talking?”
    “Yes. You were so cute. Did you sleep well?”
    She sent back nothing short of the truth. “Better than I
have in months. I could definitely use a few more nights like that.”
    Waiting, waiting—
    “Ditto.”

Chapter Four
     
    Later that night she was distracted when they started
messaging. The entire day the dream plagued her, making it incredibly hard to
concentrate.
    “ Can we video chat?” Nico asked when she’d already
fumbled several messages.
    “ Sure, since I can’t seem to type very well tonight.”
    They went through the same process getting connected. She
gave him the new password and after a few seconds of software talking on both
ends, there he sat. A black T-shirt covered his amazing physique and who knew
what else below the waist.
    “Hi, handsome,” she greeted as she adjusted her screen so he
could see her entire face. She’d left her