Stars Dancing [Dreams-To-Lovers Romance]

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ECLIPSE CHASERS BOOK 4 SYNOPSIS

It started when I was nineteen.

Oh no, it wasn't whispers in the dark.

It wasn't "special dreams."

It was broad daylight on a Sunday afternoon the first time he seduced me.

You see, he knew my secret: I liked reading smut books when no one was watching.

And you know what happens when you get hot reading someone else's joy while you're alone.

Yeah, I was ripe for the pickin', and he had everything I needed.

Only, it would be a year before we figured out how to do it in real life.

That's the trouble with telepathic lovers you've never seen.

RORY

"Sarwin's body convulsed, but Blitz's fingers kept pumping. She was so lost she didn't know she'd been screaming for nearly a minute."

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Oh yeah, my chest was heaving when I read my favorite erotic space opera, and I was so wet I thought I might die. That's when I felt him for the first time.

Lips on my neck.

I locked my bedroom door.

Lips on my collarbone.

I took off my shirt.

Lips down my chest.

The bra came off.

Mouth on my nipples.

I forgot to think.

Lips going down.

Where were my shorts?

Tongue on my clit.

Oh dear sands.

He didn't stop 'til I was shuddering. I felt arms pull me against a black chest, and I nuzzled my face against his skin.

I was nineteen, and it was the first time I'd come with another person, no matter that it was all telepathic. It was real to both of us.

I let my being wrap around him as he held me close, warm, satisfied, and glowing.

He was damn proud of himself. And tender inside. And also, like, seriously turned on, but waiting to see what I was gonna do next.

Me? What did I know? Well, I was mentally cozied up to a naked chest. And, oh.

Yeah, not just a naked chest. A naked man. It suddenly occurred to me to wonder how old said man was. Relief. Eighteen. Okay. Not creepy, then. We both felt really warm and lovey-dovey.

You might be wondering what I was doing, getting my sexy time on with someone I'd never seen. Well, welcome to the mental plane. That's what it's like being a true telepath. You get feels, and boom! The person that you're feeling it all about is right there, co-mingled with you.

Did I know him? Nope. Had I felt his presence with me before that moment? Unclear. Did I want more? Hellla yes!

I smiled against his chest and moved my body against his.

Groan.

You're not done yet, are ya? he asked, voice like molasses over my mind.

I didn't need to say anything back. He could feel the need deep inside me, and how hot and wet I was for him.

Show me.

I let him see me slide lubed fingers over my folds and down. He was behind me, lips on my neck. And suddenly, it wasn't my fingers, it was his. Dark brown skin coaxed me as my head pushed against him. His cock was on my ass, but that wasn't where I wanted it.

I could feel him wanting me too, but he wasn't the type to just take what he wanted. No, he was warm, cozy, and a lot playful. He didn't just want to fuck me and take off, he wanted to know me, see me, be real with me. And damn, if that didn't make me crazy.

Shhh baby. You gonna be a good girl for me? You feel so good. So good, baby. Let me enjoy it for a bit. You're so wet for me, and I like it. I know, baby. I know you need me. There you go. It's so good for you, I know. That's right. Relax against me. Ummm. Oh yeah, when I slide into you, it's gonna be so good. I know you need it, baby. Shhh. That's my girl. Open up for me. Yeah, just like that.

He forgot to talk. It was just him, sliding into me, and us moving in sync. I felt everything he did. I knew exactly how hard he was for me.

He got right up to the edge then paused, checking to see where I was. He smiled and moved. The climax tore through both of us together.

There was a man behind me, gasping against my skin, and wishing he was holding me.

It wouldn't be the last time I wished the same.