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I lifted my head to brush tender kisses along his neck and trailed my tongue along his collarbone. I caught a glimpse of us in the mirror of my rarely used vanity where I kept the stash of makeup that I applied only on special occasions. We looked like one entity. His skin was a few shades darker than mine. The disparity of our skin tone was the only clue as to where he ended and I began.
He caught me looking at us. He stopped moving, and we both looked at our sensual reflection in the large mirror. โWe look amazing together, Abby, like we are meant to be connected to each other. Here,โ he reached a hand down between us to rub over my swollen clitoris. โAnd here,โ he moved his hand up to cover my heart.
I watched the reflection of my nipples hardening, reacting to the nearness of his palm. He saw it too, and smoothed his hand down along my bare skin to brush over one of the hard nubs. My mouth fell open with the wonderful sensation of it.
My eyelids were heavy with desire, but I managed to keep them open, looking at our images in the mirror. We both watched, mesmerized as he rolled my nipple between his index finger and thumb. I let out a cry of pleasure as the initial waves of ecstasy began to course through me.
He eased slowly in and out of me as we watched. It was like being voyeurs at our own hot sex show. The intensity of it was almost overwhelming. I couldnโt tear my eyes away, and from the looks of it, neither could he.
My hands slid over his damp skin as he slowly circled his hips over me. I reached down to cup his firm butt and yanked it towards me, making us both groan with pleasure. โI love watching us fuck.โ I whispered the naughty words near his ear, completely turned on.
He stopped his movement and turned from the mirror to look down at me. โLook at me, Abby,โ he commanded. When I complied, he gazed deeply into my eyes. โThis is so much more to me than fucking, Ab. Please tell me you feel it too.โ
โI feel it,โ I responded honestly, returning his direct gaze. His eyes softened as he dipped his head down to kiss me on the lips. The kiss started out achingly tender, but quickly grew in intensity. His tongue hungrily ravaged my mouth as his huge dick plunged into me. We became desperate for each other as our bodies frantically ground together. I couldnโt get enough of him. No matter how much he gave, I still wanted more.
I needed release, but I didnโt want this to end. He moved his lips to my ear, panting as he said the words. โI love you, Abby.โ That was all it took to send me flying over the edge. My hips were bucking, and my body was milking him as I cried out and pleasure pulsed through me. My contractions squeezed his thick cock as he moved over me, and he exhaled my name as he released his seed deep inside me.
I knew that I was dreaming, caught somewhere between the state of sleeping and being awake. I wanted to stay in this fabulous dreamland where the reality of my confusing situation didnโt exist, where I knew exactly whom I wanted and he wanted me back. Where I felt loved.
I fought to stay on the brink of sleep, even as my brain started to become aware. I tried to go back to my perfect dream, but it was already fading. I desperately attempted to return to it. My subconscious had made a choice between the Davis twins. It knew which man I truly wanted to be with in the deepest reaches of my soul, and I needed to find out who it was.
I fought my way back to the dream by picturing us lying together, spent and exhausted from ravaging each other. His penis was still inside me, connecting us. He was dead weight on top of me. I rubbed my fingers gently along his strong back.
Who was I with in my dream? I needed to know. Was it sweet, kind, caring, tender Seth Davis? Or was it his darker, more dangerous, more sensuous identical twin brother, Sam Davis? They were both wonderful men. I would be lucky to have either of them, but which one did I truly want? I had to find out before I became fully awake.
The shoulder scar was the easiest way to tell who the man in my dream was. Sam had a scar on his shoulder from saving his twin during a swimming accident on the lake. Seth didnโt have a scar. I eased my hand up to my dream partnerโs shoulder.
I didnโt feel anything. Would I feel it, if it were there, though? I wasnโt certain if Samโs scar was raised. I didnโt remember feeling it before. I knew that it was visible, though. I had seen it. I turned towards the mirror and strained to see his shoulder. The mirror was on the opposite side of where the scar would be, so it was difficult to see the correct area.
I lifted my head, craning my neck, trying to see the right spot. I peered around trying to get a clear view, but the area I needed to see was just out of sight.
Suddenly, my eyes flew open, and I was fully awake. I hadnโt been able to glimpse the area of shoulder that I needed for confirmation, but I knew without a doubt whether I had wanted to see the scar or not.
Donโt miss out on the rest of Abbyโs story:
Making Choices ~ Book 2 of The Davis Twins Series
Who is the father of Abbyโs baby? Is it sweet, wonderful, kind Seth Davis or dark, dangerous, sexy Sam Davis?
Who does Abby choose? Who should Abby choose? Will she find her โhappily ever afterโ ending?
Read Courtney's inspiring story in:
Faking Changes ~ Book 3 of The Davis Twins Series
Courtney has managed to arise from a background filled with abuse and hardship. She has seen the dark side of humanity and experienced horrors that her tightknit group of friends can't begin to imagine. Although she has transformed her life, she can't escape the inferiority complex that lurks in the shadows of her mind making her feel like an imposter who just doesn't belong. Will she and the Davis twin who feels like he always loses to his brother be able find happiness together, or will the secrets of her past haunt her forever?
Get Making Choices to find out how Abbyโs story concludes.
Courtney's inspirational story can be found in Faking Changes.
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About the Author โ Ann Omasta
These bios are generally rather dry, so I thought I'd shake up the format a little bit. Here
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