Dreams Stolen at Mustang Creek

Chapter Twenty-One

LILAH

I literally feel like I’m floating on a cloud. The covers a cocoon around me, sucking me deeper into sleep. I want to open my eyes, but the sleep is just so damn good, I can’t help but get sucked in deeper.

I smell him all around me, and I can’t help the smile on my face when I finally force my eyes open. It takes a second to get my bearings as I look around the room, seeing I’m in Emmett’s bed. I close my eyes and can see it in black and white, playing over and over in my head. His mouth on mine. His fingers in me. His mouth with his fingers pushing me over the edge over and over again, until I was so spent, I just crashed. I close my eyes tighter, trying not to die of embarrassment in his bed. I move the blanket and see I’m still in my T-shirt that is now pushed down, and my panties are back in place, as well as the bra. Jesus, I was so fucking out of it he redressed me, and I didn’t even feel him move. Looking around the room to see if he’s maybe in the bathroom, I see the door closed. I slip out of bed, looking for my jeans, and find them in the corner of the room folded neatly on the chair.