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  “What…where are you going? she panted when he began to spread her thighs.

  Baird looked up, his liquid gold eyes blazing with need. “Need to see if I’m affecting you.”

  “But…but…” Remembering how he’d shredded the panties that went with her black nighty earlier, Liv bit her bottom lip.

  “Don’t worry,” Baird growled softly. “The panties stay on, I promise. I’ll just touch you through them.”

  “I…okay.” Liv agreed, knowing she really didn’t have a choice. He was allowed to touch her as long as he didn’t remove her clothes or try to get beneath them. So there was nothing she could do but spread her legs and let him touch her. And besides, it’s not like it’s really happening. We’re just dream sharing. In reality I’m still wearing my flannel nighty and granny panties.

  But if it was only a dream why couldn’t she help being embarrassed as he raised the hem of her white lace gown revealing the small white thong beneath. Her cheeks went hot when she saw that the mound of her sex was clearly visible through the thin material and even her pussy slit was on display under the thin material.

  “Gorgeous,” Baird breathed softly, his breath warm against her inner thighs. He looked up at her. “Tell me somethin’, Lilenta—are you wet from the way I’ve been touching you? Am I affecting you?”

  “I…” Liv bit her bottom lip, feeling her cheeks get even hotter. The truth was that she’d never felt so wet and hot in her life. But there was no way she was going to say it out loud, even if this was just a dream.

  “Never mind.” Baird shook his head. “Just let me see your clit.”

  “What?” Liv was so startled by his request that she sat halfway up.

  “Not without the panties,” he explained, pressing her back down gently. “Just wanna see if your little button is all hot and ready for me. All you have to do is reach into your panties and spread your pussy open so I can see.”

  “I…do you think you could? Through the…through the fabric?” Liv asked at last, feeling her heart pound. Was she actually considering doing this? Only a dream. But even knowing that, it still felt dangerous.

  Baird nodded, his eyes half lidded with lust. “Oh, yeah. I think it’s plenty thin enough to see through. Of course I’d rather see you all spread open with nothin’ between us but since I have to wait for that, I’ll take what I can get.” He nodded at her sex. “I’d open you myself but it would be hard to do without reaching inside your panties and touching your sweet little pussy and I know you don’t want that.”

  “No.” Liv’s heart was hammering so hard she could barely hear herself speak. “No, that would be a bad idea.” Just the idea of his hand in her panties, of his long fingers opening her, entering her cunt, made her feel like she couldn’t breathe.

  “All right then. Maybe later.”

  “Maybe,” Liv echoed him, knowing he was talking about later when they were awake. When he was allowed to touch her. Trembling, she slid her fingers into the snug confines of the small white lace thong and parted the lips of her pussy to reveal what he wanted to see.

  The thong was unlined and the material was very thin so it was possible to see exactly how hot she was. Her clit was swollen and throbbing, nestled in the slippery folds of her pussy like a pink pearl.

  “Perfect,” Baird murmured. Reaching out he ran a gentle fingertip over the little pink bump still covered by the silky, stretchy lace. “And you are wet, Lilenta. Wet and hot and ready. I can tell.”

  “I…” Liv couldn’t deny it. She was hotter and wetter than she’d ever been in her life and felt like she was going to explode. But even though he’d pushed her to this point, his feather-light touch wasn’t quite enough to send her over the edge.

  Baird seemed to know he was driving her crazy because there was a little smile twitching at the corners of his full mouth as he continued to stroke lightly over her sensitive clit with two fingers.

  Liv gritted her teeth to keep from begging and tried to remind herself that the object here was not to come even though her entire body was demanding a release. And that was when he started to talk again.

  “Want you to imagine something for me, Lilenta,” he murmured, stroking a little more firmly. “Imagine my mouth on you here with no panties in the way. Imagine how good it’s going to feel when I spread your pussy open and taste you. You think you’d like that? Think you’d like being open on the bed for me, feeling my tongue deep inside your cunt?”

  “I…I don’t know,” Liv gasped, squirming under his fingers as he stroked the side of her clit with a slightly faster rhythm. Damn him, how did he know exactly the right way to touch her, even in a dream? The slippery material of her thong was rubbing against her open pussy just right, aided by her juices, and she could feel herself slipping closer and closer to the edge. Her orgasm was so close she could almost taste it and she wanted it so badly she didn’t even care she was about to lose their bet.

  “I think you would,” Baird continued in that deep, growling voice. “I think you’d come all over my face. Just like you’re going to come for me now.” On the last word, he worked her hard with his fingertips, stroking along the supersensitive side of her bud with just enough force to send her completely over the edge.

  “Oh…oh, God!” Gasping and moaning, Liv let herself go, feeling the wave of pleasure overtake her at his intimate touch.

  “That’s right, Lilenta. Let it go and come for me. Come hard.” Baird rode out her orgasm, still working her with his fingers, his breath hot on her inner thighs. Then he slid up her body and gathered her into his arms, kissing her again, taking her lips as though he wanted to devour her from the mouth down.

  Liv moaned and wrapped her legs around his hips, feeling the hard ridge of his cock rubbing exactly where his fingers had been a moment before and not caring a bit. It felt too good, too right to mind that he was spreading her pussy lips even wider through the thin material of the thong, too delicious to tell him to stop even when he ground against her, rubbing over her sensitive bud as though he was trying to make her come again.

  “Feels so good,” he growled, kissing her neck. “So good against you, Lilenta. Just wish I was inside you instead.”

  Just for a moment Liv wished the same thing. She wanted to feel him thrusting inside her, filling her completely with the thick cock she could feel spreading her pussy. You could let him, whispered a little voice in her head. It’s just a dream, after all. It’s not like it would really count…No! Liv gave herself a mental kick. Letting him take her, even in a dream, would be wrong. It would ruin everything. How could she resist him in real life if she’d already given in?

  But it was very hard to listen to the voice of reason when he was grinding against her that way. Liv couldn’t help herself, she just wanted the delicious feelings he was giving her to go on and on and never stop. She became aware that she was making helpless little noises as she moved against him but she couldn’t seem to stop. Godohgodohgod, if he doesn’t stop I’m going to—

  The thought shattered into pieces as another, even stronger orgasm coursed through her.

  “Baird! Oh God, Baird!” she heard herself moaning.

  “That’s right, Lilenta,” he growled, rubbing even harder. “Say my name. Let me hear you say it when you come.”

  “Oh…”

  * * * * *

  “Baird!” she finished, sitting straight up in bed.

  “What? What’s the matter?” Baird was up in a flash, looking around the darkened room for danger. “What’s wrong, Olivia?”

  “I…I…” She looked at him in disbelief. “You mean you don’t know?”

  “Know what?” He frowned.

  “We were dream sharing. Just now.”

  He shook his head. “No, we weren’t.”

  “Yes, we were,” she insisted. “You said so—you told me so in the dream. I had on this lacy little white nightgown and you said it couldn’t hurt to let you hold me and touch me since none of it really counted.”