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quick, hard and stiffly given. When had they grown so soft, so sweet? Lord if he’d always kissed her like this, she might have begged him for more. At her sigh, she could feel his lips curve into a smile, and she couldn’t stop hers from smiling, as well.
    “Lovely,” she said as she breathed in his scent.
    He smelled so good. She wondered when he had come to smell like this. Then his mouth was at her lips again, pulling at them, forcing them to part. She frowned. What was he doing?
    “Bradley, what?” she asked only to forget the thought as his teeth caught her bottom lip and drew it into his mouth, a mouth of blazing heat. Hot, oh God, his mouth was so hot, so clean, and she loved it so much. “What are you doing?”
    “Kissing you, sweetheart.”
    Abby frowned. “But that’s not a kiss.”
    “Watch. Let me show you,” he murmured
    With her lip trapped in his mouth, his tongue began to tickle it, and Abby never thought to dissuade him from so shocking a venture. In truth she didn’t have but a few seconds to think on the matter when his tongue was suddenly in her mouth. Even in sleep, she couldn’t imagine such a thing. She tried to pull back but there was no where to move. She was dreaming. She knew she was dreaming. But the man in this dream wasn’t Bradley. How odd to dream of another. A man she couldn’t see, a man she didn’t know. She’d never dreamed like this before. Why would she now? What did it mean? And why did it feel so…so…what? Abby couldn’t quite understand. What was she feeling? If she thought on it, she’d have to say she felt as if she were floating, maybe on a cloud, even while something odd was happening to her stomach. He wasn’t touching her there, but it felt all fluttery and strangely yearning. Why?
    She couldn’t think why, and when his tongue delved deep into her mouth, she forgot to think at all. How could a lady be expected to think when a man put his tongue in her mouth? Hot, wet and hungry, he sipped at her taste, ate of her essence. Judging by his low moans, he certainly appreciated what he found. Still, his discovery didn’t happen without leaving behind his own deliciously clean taste. She couldn’t imagine why or how he could taste this good. He just did. God, but she’d never known anything this wondrous before.
    She couldn’t say why she did it. Never in her life had she done anything like it, never had she thought to do anything like it. Still it was a dream, wasn’t it? And in dreams it hardly mattered that a lady might do something so outrageously decadent. Taking her cue from his previous actions, she sucked his tongue, and at the sound of his deep groan of delight, she instantly knew it was the right thing to do. Her lips curved into a smile. She hadn’t known it was possible to cause a man to groan. And she thought she rather liked the feeling of power it conferred. She sucked it again.
    They were both gasping for their next breath as his mouth left hers to drift deliciously to her jaw, her ear and down her throat, to a shoulder and chest that were oddly naked.
    The confined space permitted only the most meager movement. Still it seemed to pose no problem, for his mouth was somehow able to span the short distance from her mouth to her naked breasts.
    Abby wanted to laugh at the thought. Naked? How could that be? How could she be so exposed? And how could a man’s mouth feel this good sliding over her skin? It couldn’t of course. The scratch of whiskers, the softness of lips, nothing felt this good. Except in dreams. That was it. That was why it felt so good. She’d forgotten for a moment that she was dreaming.
    And when his mouth left hers to cover her breast and suck her nipple into an inferno of heat, she gasped and moaned her pleasure, wishing she could always dream like this. A man, a strange man lay over her prone form. Peculiar that it would be a strange man. Why wasn’t it Bradley? Peculiar as well that she found nothing shocking about