My curiosity ramps up. I’ve never been the subject of a sex dream before, and I can’t help being curious. “Is it really dirty?”
“Not really,” he says, avoiding my gaze.
“Hunter, I won’t be offended by what happens in a dream.”
He gives me a long look. “Okay. So in one dream, you’re Little Red Riding Hood, and I’m a wolf out on a run when I see you go into a cabin in the woods.”
I blink, surprised. “I thought dirty dreams started with sex and well… ended with the sex.”
My heat sex dreams did. I would have expected a guy's dirty dream to be full of sex from start to finish.
He rubs a hand over his face. “Yeah, well, apparently my subconscious likes a bit of story before we get to the sexy part.”
Is heblushing?
Grinning, I get comfortable. “Then what do I do?”
“Just turn up with a basket of pies and go inside the cabin.”
“And you?”
“I’m a hungry wolf, and you’re Little Red, so I go up to the cabin and peer through the window.”
“And?”
He turns to look at me. “Are you sure you don’t want to?—”
“Nope.” Whatever it is, I’m not interested. Ihaveto know how this dream ends.
“Fine. I’m looking in through the window as you take off your hooded cape.” He exhales unsteadily. From the bulge in his shorts, he must like what he sees. “You’re hot. Really fucking hot. Hair down, tits incredible in this tiny white tank top. Red lipstick that makes your lips look even bigger. And you’re in the shorts. You reach up to put the pies on a tall shelf while I stare at your ass.”
I frown. “Why would I be putting pies on a tall shelf?”
His cheeks flush red. “I don’t know, okay? It’s just what happens in the dream.”
I almost laugh at his embarrassed frustration. “Then?”
“I realize I’m not a wolf anymore.”
“So… you’re naked?”
He gives me a considering look. “Do youwantme to be naked?”
“Of course not,” I blurt out. “I’m just interested in what happens in the dream.”
I’m lying. This dream sounds interesting as hell and kind of sexy, and I like the thought of being in this fairytale-style cabin while Hunter is watching me from the window, staring at my ass and getting increasingly turned on.
“Right,” Hunter says with a knowing smile. “Anyway, I’m mostly human and?—"
I lift my hand. “Hold up.Mostly?”
“I still have my tail and fur on my chest.”
I consider whether I find this disturbing or hot. If things are about to get sexy in this dream, I’d better figure it out soon. “How’d you know you have a tail?”
“I look. Even in my dreams, I’m curious.”
That’s kind of cute.
