Verena Vincent - Holly's dream lover fantasy

"Second? Who' s the worst?"

"You met my brot h er? I assume he let you in?"

"Hmmm…Re a lly? I would think he'd be excellent at fulfilling women's fantas i es."

"Not sure I like the sound of that," he growled.

Holly shrugged and looked innocent. "He just seems v e ry capable. Now, what's your confession?"

"Well. I actua l ly noticed you more than a year ago at that coffee shop. I wanted to a pproach you then but kept chickening out. When I burst into your apartment that night I couldn't believe my luck. I got to play k night in shin i ng armo u r to the girl of my dreams. My own personal fantasy."

"Seriously? Wh y didn't you just come up and talk to me? I would have been thrilled. Believe me." She smoothed her hand over his chest again. "I m ean, look at you. You're incredible."

"Incredibly awkw a rd when it comes to sweet, sexy women apparently."

She shook her head in denial. "I can't believe that."

"It's true. A sk my brother. He'd be more than happy to share all my short-coming s."

"Hmmm…I r eally can't see any shortcomings." Her hand wandered down to his l ap and squeezed his prominent erection.

He gasped at her b o ld caress. Grabbing her by the waist he picked her up and placed her astride his lap with hi s cock jutting up between them. Yanking on the belt of her coat he rou g hly pulled the lapels apart and studied her naked body as it was reveal ed to him.

"God, you're beautiful," he murmured, pushing h er coat entirely off her shoulde rs. He roughly palmed her breasts and then leaned forward to lick one hard, pink nipple.

"No more confess i ons?" She asked, lifting her body until her slick pussy hovered o v er the head of his straining erection.

"Nope. All out of secrets. Now let's get on with my fantasy, shall we?"

"M y p leasure," she sighed as she slowly and sweetly had her wicked way w i th him.

I t was a dream come true, for both of them.