A Fantasy Come True

His hands were warm on her waist, sending a tingle across her skin. She held his gaze, her heart jolting at the affection clear in his eyes.

‘You’re beautiful,’ he whispered, as he leaned in close and —

‘No.’ Siobhan shook her head, pulling her attention back to the work at hand. She had to stop thinking about him. Not only would she never get anything done if she allowed herself to daydream, with every fantasy her feelings grew stronger, and she still had no idea if he ever even spared her a thought.

She dipped the brush into the bucket, and proceeded to scrub at the mould on the wall. Renting was the worst, having to move at a landlord’s whim, not being able to settle anywhere, and worse, moving furniture to find mould on walls that had to be spotless if she wanted to get her bond back.

But cleaning was a mindless task, and Siobhan’s mind wandered.

There was the way he’d kept looking at her through dinner, smiling whenever her gaze met his. The comment about how he’d never liked this town, but it had some good points after all — was that a comment about her? What about the fact he’d texted her a photo of himself? Did guys send photos of themselves to ‘just’ friends, or was he making sure she’d have something to remember him by? Should she have sent one back? Was it too late to do that now? What about the way he signed off his emails, or remembered random information about her, or those greeting-hugs that sent zings down her spine? Surely he felt something then, too?

She shook her head. He was probably already in a relationship, as if a guy like that would be single! She wished she’d thought to ask. She wished she didn’t get so tongue tied she held back from saying the things that might’ve led the conversation to the point where she could confirm these things one way or another.

And how could she contact him now? Could she just send a message out of the blue? Did people do that? How did people do that? What if it was obvious she was into him, but he wasn’t into her? She’d be mortified.

She groaned, and slumped against the wall.

This wasn’t achieving anything.

A knock at the door had her up in an instant. Anything to take her mind off of, well, everything.

She opened the door and her heart leapt into her throat. It was him.

‘Dawson? What are you doing here?’ She cringed. That sounded like she didn’t want him here.

‘Amy said you needed some help today. Said you’ve got to get the place clean before you move?’

‘You want to help me clean?’ Siobhan wasn’t sure she’d heard right.

‘Yeah. Anything you need me to do, just point me in that direction.’

Siobhan shook her head. ‘It’s a pigsty in here. I’m half packed and there’s mess everywhere and — ’

He grabbed her hand, and a jolt shot up her arm, and she finally lifted her gaze to meet his, her heart melting at the care in them. ‘Moving is messy. Let me help.’

She relented, leading the way to the mould spot.

‘If you can get this out I’ll love you forever.’ The words were out of her mouth before she even realised what she was saying, and her cheeks burned. ‘Um, I’ve got stuff to do, so I’ll just go.’

She fled without meeting his gaze.

Shit. What did she say that for? Now he’d really think she was weird.

She went into the bedroom and tried to pack more boxes, but all she could think about was that he was here, in her house, scrubbing at a mould stain on her wall.

‘Not shirking off just because I’m here I hope?’

She jumped as he peered into her room. ‘Uh, no, just, uh, trying to figure out what to pack next.’

‘Hey, it’s okay, I was only joking.’ He raised his hands, palm forwards, as though trying to calm a scared animal. “I, uh, got rid of that spot.’

‘You did?’ Siobhan’s eyes widened.

‘I did. Come see.’

She followed him into the room to see the wall spotless, not a mark to be seen.

‘So, do I get your undying love now?’

She opened her mouth, intending to come out with something to brush off her comment, but his gaze burned into hers and her mouth closed, her heart pounding in her chest.

‘You’re beautiful, Siobhan.’ His voice was husky, and he reached out to take her hand. ‘If you did love me forever, I’d return the favour.’

Siobhan’s eyes widened, and Dawson licked his lips, leaning in close.

She couldn’t move as his lips pressed against hers, was so scared she’d wake up and find this all a dream.

He pulled away, dropping her hand, frowning as his gaze flicked across her face.

‘Sorry. I thought ….’ He shook his head. ‘I’ll go — ’

‘No.’ She grabbed his hand again, and pulled him close, pressing her lips against his. ‘No. Stay. I’m sorry. I didn’t think…’ She whirled her hand around as though the movement could encompass everything she didn’t think was possible.

His lips met hers again, his hands sliding down her shoulders to come to rest on her hips. She held his neck as their lips parted, their tongues meeting.

Her whole body felt electrified, and as his hands moved over her skin her focus narrowed until she was aware of him, and only him.

She slid her hands under his shirt, running her fingers over his nipples. He groaned, and her heart swelled as it finally sunk in that this was real. He was here, and he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.

She broke away from the kiss. ‘Do you want to take this to the bedroom?’

His lips parted, his gaze flicking across her face. ‘Do you?’

She bit her lip. Was she being too forward? Could it scare him away? What if he left and never came back? But she was always holding back on things she wanted to do, and always regretted not doing them.

She nodded.

He licked his lips. ‘If you’re certain.’

She led the way back to her room, sitting on her bed. He knelt on the floor beside her, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him again.

He lifted her shirt to cup and kiss her breasts, taking a nipple in his mouth and gentle sucking as his hand played with the other.

Siobhan gasped, running her fingers through his hair.

His hand dropped to her knee, and he stroked her thigh through her trousers as he kissed his way down her torso.

She leaned back on the bed, and he removed her shoes and socks and pants, making her gasp as he kissed his way back up the inside of a leg.

By the time he reached her cleft she was already on fire, and the way his tongue pressed between her thighs pushed her over the edge, calling his name as her back arched and she gripped the blankets in tight fists.

‘Dawson,’ she moaned. ‘Fuck. Oh my god.’

He stood to undress himself, and her gaze roamed over his body, her heart racing. He kissed his way back up her torso, kissing her stomach, her breasts, her neck. When he reached her lips she could taste herself on him, and she wrapped her legs around his, his cock rubbing against her clit.

‘Are you sure?’ he asked.

She held his gaze. ‘I’ve never been surer.’

He kissed her again, his cock pressing against her entrance, and she spread her legs wider, gasping as his length filled her.

‘You feel so good.’ He gasped, kissing her again as he withdrew, and then pressed inside again, his movements slow and steady. She focused on the sensations washing over her body, the thrill of his touch, the joy so great she thought she might burst.

‘So do you,’ she whispered, opening her eyes to meet his gaze. She held him tight as she moved with him, savouring the moment as their thrusts increased in speed and depth until they were moaning and gasping, Siobhan gripping Dawson’s shoulders as an orgasm tore through her.

He groaned as he came, moments later, rolling them both onto their sides where he pressed his forehead against hers.

‘I’m glad you came over today,’ she said.

‘Me, too.’ He grinned, then his face turned serious. ‘I meant what I said earlier. About loving you forever. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. I don’t want this to be just a one off. I’d like to keep things going, and see what happens. If you want that, too?’

Joy welled up in Siobhan’s chest, and she pressed her lips against his. ‘I’d love that.’

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