~Everett~Knox was gentle in my dream.That alone should have tipped me off that something wasn't right. Knox was never gentle — not in real life, not with me, not with anyone as far as I could tell. But in the dream his hands were warm and slow, moving over my body like he had all the time in the world and planned to use every second of it, and dream me was too far gone to question it.He had me face down on the bed, his weight covering me from behind, his lips at the back of my neck. His cock was hard against my ass, grinding slow and deliberate, and I was already a mess under him, desperate and aching and pushing back against him shamelessly."That's it," he murmured against my skin, low and warm. "Stop fighting it. Just feel."And I did. Dream me just melted into it completely, no resistance, no twisted mess of pride and self-preservation, just Knox's hands and Knox's voice and the unbearable, perfect slide of him pressing inside me, slow and deep, filling me up in a way that m
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