Chuckling deep in her throat, she was suddenly out of his arms and moving away through the crowd of people. Justin was just starting to frown when she glanced back, raised her hand, and then crooked her finger, inviting him to follow.
Curious to see how this played out, Justin did just that rather than imagine another setting as he had in their earlier dream. While he had joined her in the kitchen in what had obviously been her dream then too, he was the one who had first moved it to the table and then to his own bedroom back in Canada. This time he followed her deeper into her dream, moving through the crowd and following her off the dance floor to a hallway that led to the bathrooms. Holly paused there and turned to lean back against the wall and smile at him wickedly as she waited for him to reach her.
When he stopped in front of her, she reached out to run her hands up his chest over his black T-shirt, then caught her fingers in it and drew him roughly forward so that she could lean up and press her lips to his. Justin smiled against her mouth and then braced his hands on the wall on either side of her head and kissed her back, allowing his tongue to slide out and explore her mouth in a fashion that he’d intended to be leisurely, but that quickly turned hot and wild.
“What are we doing?” he growled against her lips when she reached between their bodies to rub his burgeoning erection.
“I want you,” she growled right back and the next thing he knew his pants were undone and she had him in hand, right there in the bloody hallway where anyone might see. Though a quick glance around proved that no one was there with them at the moment.
Turning back to peer down at her, he bit the inside of his cheek to try to damp down his excitement as she caressed him, and growled with amazement, “You like to take risks.”
Her response was to catch his hand and pull it down under her skirt as she claimed his mouth once more. Justin wasn’t strong enough to refuse that invitation. He rubbed her lightly through the silk of the panties she wore, capturing her groan in his mouth as he did, then eased the cloth aside to touch her warm, damp skin. This time he was the one who groaned as he felt how hot and wet she was for him. The woman was seriously turned on and he knew right then that taking control, going slowly and driving her out of her mind with need was out the window. Somehow, this woman had turned the tables on him. He was the one suddenly out of his mind with need and completely lacking control.
Tearing his mouth from hers with a curse, he tore her panties off with one quick jerk then clasped her by the waist to lift her up and press her back against the wall. He then lowered her onto his erection. Her skirt caught between them, riding up the few inches necessary to be out of the way.
They both hissed, “Yes,” with pleasure as he entered her. It was the last word either of them spoke, the next few moments were filled with moans and gasps and grunts as he pounded into her. Jason felt her nails digging into his shoulders through his T-shirt and that just spurred him on. When she broke their kiss to bite into his neck with excitement, he growled and buried his own in her shoulder. That’s when she suddenly pushed him back.
Startled, Justin fell back against what he saw with some confusion was the backseat of an open convertible. Blinking, he turned to peer at Holly. She was sitting up in his lap and smiling, her hands clasping each side of the top of Gia’s black vest. As he watched blankly, she suddenly tore the vest open, baring herself just inches from his face.
She’d changed the dream, he realized. He’d been about to have an orgasm and she’d changed the damned dream. She gave a little shimmy as her nipples pebbled in the cool night air and Justin responded automatically, his hands coming up to clasp her sides as he leaned forward to close his mouth around one sweet bud.
“Oh, yeah,” Holly breathed, grinding against him. He was no longer inside of her, but back in his pants, he noted absently as he suckled and nipped at her nipple. And she had her panties on again, he found, when he slid a hand under her skirt to touch her again. Holly gasped as he caressed her, her hips moving with his touch, then gave a small cry of pleasure when he tugged the panties aside so that he could caress her with his thumb while sliding a finger inside of her. She let him do that for a minute, her body shuddering and dancing for him, and then suddenly she was sliding off of him to crouch between his legs. A real car wouldn’t have been large enough for her to do that, but this dream car was and before he quite realized what she was up to, she had his pants open and had taken him, not into her hand this time, but her mouth.
“Ai-yee!” Justin shouted, bucking on the leather seat.
Holly removed her mouth long enough to say, “Drive the car,” then claimed him again and Justin blinked his eyes open to find they were shooting down the freeway and he was behind the wheel with her now crouched in the passenger seat and her head in his lap. She’d changed the dream again midstream. Christ, the woman was going to kill him, he thought faintly and despite knowing it was a dream, instinctively grabbed the steering wheel.
For a moment, Justin actually tried to drive while she drove him crazy. Her warm wet mouth rode his length, her tongue swirling around the tip as she raised her head, then sliding his length again as she lowered it. Justin groaned and then growled with irritation as someone shook his shoulder, determined to get his attention.
“Bricker?’
“Bricker!”
His arm was shaken again and Justin snapped his eyes open and turned to glower at the intruder. He then blinked in surprise when he saw Dante straightening away from him in the light spilling through his bedroom door.
“What the . . . ?” Justin sat up and glanced around with confusion. He was in his bed, alone. Holly was gone. Instead, Dante and Tomasso stood at his bedside, concern on their expressions.
“You screamed in your sleep,” Dante explained when Justin turned his bewildered gaze back to him.
Justin’s confusion faded and dismay replaced it as he realized— “You woke me up!”
“We were concerned,” Dante said with a shrug.
“You screamed,” Tomasso reminded him.
“With passion!” he snapped furiously. “We were—shared dreams,” he finished meaningfully, and when both men merely raised an eyebrow, Justin growled with frustration. “Oh, for the love of—” Grabbing a pillow, he tossed it at the pair of them. “Get out, get out, get out! Christ, Holly was— And you’re ruining it. Get out!”
“Ah,” Dante murmured and turned to exchange a glance with his twin. The two men then shrugged and walked out, pulling the door closed behind them.
Justin fell back on the bed with a weary sigh, and closed his eyes determinedly. He had to get back to sleep and back to Holly.
Holly gasped with surprise when Justin suddenly caught her arm and turned her away from the fridge. One minute she’d been in the car with him and the next he’d been gone. She wasn’t sure how she’d got back here in the kitchen, except that she’d been hungry.
Justin stepped forward, and Holly took a step back, glancing around with surprise when her back hit something solid. She stared blankly at the kitchen table with some confusion, wondering how the hell they’d got over by the table.
The feel of his lips moving up her thigh drew her attention from her thoughts and she peered down the length of her body to see that she was on her back on the kitchen table, her legs dangling over the end and that Justin was—
“Holy crap!” she gasped, and tried to sit up as his tongue found and suddenly rasped over the center of her. Justin prevented that with a hand at her chest, urging her to lie back again as he continued to lave her with his tongue. He was stronger than her, which she thought was completely unfair considering it was her dream. But there was little she could do about it and after struggling against his hold for a minute, she fell back weakly and grabbed at the sides of the table, clutching at the wood desperately as he licked and suckled and thrust his tongue in and out, driving her wild until she screamed her pleasure.