It was just a dream. Vlahos hadn’t just entered her body and sucked the life force out of her. But why then, did she feel so enervated? “Can’t move,” she whispered, nuzzling Billy’s chest.
“You done?” Billy growled.
“Almost,” Vlahos said, amusement in his voice. “Still want that orgasm her body’s been working on.” He stroked, in and out, his hands gripping her hips hard as he pumped.
And then, when she didn’t think she could take the burning stretch a second longer, he erupted in a rushed frenzy, hammering, wringing a dry, raspy shout from her.
He withdrew slowly, bent and kissed her buttocks, then padded away. The door creaked open behind her. “Tell her,” came his voice, sounding oddly hollow.
Gillian drifted upward from her dreams, her body soaked in sweat. Her legs spread wide over narrow hips. Her hand rested on a hard, satin-smooth chest. She jerked her head up and stared down at Billy in horror.
Billy wrapped his fingers hard around the tops of her hips and held her to him, locked to his body by the cock still stuck deep inside her juicy cunt. “Glad to see you finally woke up,” he muttered, matter-of-factly. “Thought you were gonna sleep through the entire thing. Bad for my ego.”
She pressed her hand against his chest, and the other came up and pushed back the wealth of her dark brown hair. Her eyes blinked. Her body shivered.
“Must have been some dream. Thought for sure you were just teasing me, you were so hot for it.”
How the hell…? She quivered, wondering if she was losing her mind. “I’m burning.”
“Still sore from yesterday? I can take it easy.”
“No…my ass,” she muttered.
“Sorry, I played there,” he said, strumming his fingers over her asshole. “Thought you were getting into it.” His fingers withdrew, and a relieved sigh slid between her lips. “Look, I can stop if you like. I probably shouldn’t have done this. But you never answered my knock. I was worried—there being an escaped prisoner out there and all.”
She eased down against his chest, sighing as his arms closed around her. “You’d do that? Stop? You’re fucking hard.”
“Nothing I can’t take care of on my own,” he said, kissing the top of her head. “Been there before.”
She nuzzled closer. “Don’t stop. But I’m so tired. Can’t move. Would you do me?”
“Do you?”
She felt him smile against her cheek. “Fuck me.”
“My pleasure.” He rolled, coming over her. Her legs wrapped around him because she didn’t want him slipping out. When he had her under him, fully, he pushed deeper. “You, okay?”
“Better. Bad dream.”
“Tell me about it.”
She shook her head, her mouth pulling downward. “Too damn real.”
“Tell me.”
Gillian nuzzled her cheek against his. “We were fucking…”
“So far, doesn’t sound like a nightmare to me,” he drawled.
“Vlahos was there. The new guy. He was doing my ass.”
“More doing going on,” he said, shaking his head. “Should I be jealous he had your ass first.”
Her eyes filled, but a smile began to tremble on her lips. “He was fucking me from behind, and then he shoved his arm through my back and grabbed my heart.”
His arms tightened around her. Large, hard hands roamed her silky back. “No gaping hole. It was just a dream, sweetheart.”
“I know. Bad first couple of days.”