Chapter One
He stared at her in the dim light, his heart racing. She lied on his bed completely naked. She smiled at him as she sat up, giving him a wonderful view of her breasts. He swallowed, trying to wet his suddenly dry throat.
"Rodney," she whispered as she moved off the bed. His heart skipped a beat at the sight of her. He tried to move, but he was rooted to the spot. All he could do was stare at her, amazed she was even here.
"Elizabeth," he whispered as she wrapped her arms around his neck. His last thought was of how she even got into his room before she brought his head down for a searing kiss. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss.
His hands moved slowly up her body to caress her breasts. Her moan caused his arousal to grow and a fire to rage inside him.
It was almost too much for him, but he held himself at bay. This was a dream come true and he didn't want to ruin it. He cared too much for her to rush this.
Elizabeth quickly removed his shirt and set her hands exploring. Her touch set him ablaze and he sucked in a breath. She kissed her way down his body, his mind reeling from the sensory overload. She pushed down his pants and underwear as she took his mouth once again.
Rodney was finally able to move as he stepped out of his pants. He slowly walked her toward the bed, never removing his lips from hers. He lay her down on the bed, trailing kisses down her body, stopping at a breast. He took it into his mouth, causing her to gasp and arch against him. He swirled his tongue around it then turned to her other breast, repeating the process. He smiled as her gasps became low moans of pleasure.
He rose onto his knees and his gaze roamed over her body, taking her in. Her dark hair fanned out on the pillow. Her skin was lit by the bedside lamp, giving her a golden glow. He couldn't get over the fact she was here, with him.
Elizabeth pulled him down for a kiss that nearly sent him over the edge. He moaned into it as his hands moved down her body. He stared into her eyes as he slowly entered her, taking in their darkening.
"Elizabeth," he whispered as he slowly began to move inside her.
He increased his pace and she matched his thrusts. The tension coiled within his stomach, tightening its grip. She moaned his name as her fingers dug into his back. Rodney's heart soared as he stood on a cliff. The inferno which had been building between them engulfed him. She cried out his name, both of them falling off the edge.
Rodney shot up in bed, his heart racing and his face wet with sweat. He stared around his room, taking in the quiet darkness. He breathed heavily as the last vestiges of the dream slowly disappeared.
"Not again," Rodney moaned as he placed his face in his hands. It was the fifth time in a week he'd had the dream. Ever since he had given her the book he had written about her.
He sighed and leaned back against the pillows. He had no idea what to make of these dreams. He knew he had feelings for her. He had tried to hide them, even going so far as to create a world full of blonde women, to no avail. His heart lay with Elizabeth and obviously so did a much lower body part.
Rodney couldn't deny it any longer. He wanted Elizabeth, the only question was: did she want him?