Bite of Envy (Just One Bite #4)

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was blissful. They were able to connect and share the same dreams, and as
Diandra had been dreaming about frolicking nude along the beach that ran
outside their back door, Lizbeth was thrilled to join her.
    She'd been dreaming about Diandra, and she supposed that was
what connected them. Nothing else made sense, not that sharing dreams made much
sense to begin with. In any case, she went from replaying their lovemaking in
her head to the dazzling light of day as her bare feet hit the sand. She
dropped into a defensive crouch, waiting for the attack. When it didn't come,
and she glimpsed flashes of pale skin and fiery hair, she straightened and
removed the gauzy robe she found herself wearing. It was as good as wearing
nothing, pale ivory and translucent, and it felt like Heaven against her
sensitive skin.
    Letting out a yell, Lizbeth made a mad dash for the water.
"What are you doing here?" Diandra asked incredulously, brushing
water droplets from her face splashed up by Lizzie's entry into the warm ocean.
"I wasn't visualizing you, I don't think…" she said, voice trailing
off in confusion.
    Lizbeth laughed. "I was dreaming of you, though, and I
guess that was all it took." She reached out and grabbed Diandra's hand,
holding it tenderly. "Am I so unwelcome then?" she asked, half
teasing, half serious.
    "Oh, baby, of course not," Diandra said with a
grin, raising Lizzie's hand to her mouth and pressing a gentle kiss to the top
of it. "I just didn't expect to share my naked romp with anyone, that's
all."
    Lizzie ran her eyes suggestively down Dia's glistening body.
"Then let's take advantage of the privacy and lack of normal laws,"
she said with a laugh, running her hands down the path her eyes had followed.
She pulled Diandra's body against her own and slid two teasing fingers inside
that tight passage. Dia's eyes closed and she let out an eager moan, treating
Lizbeth's body to the same delightful sensations. The women rocked their hips
forward and back, and the water felt like wet fingers rubbing along their
sensitive clits, bringing them to a simultaneous peak quickly. Gasping, Lizbeth
slid boneless under the water, enjoying the lack of normal laws of nature. She
could go without breathing, and she took advantage, plunging her face between
Diandra's legs and tasting the orgasm the water had coaxed.
    The women tossed and tumbled, causing waves where the water
had previously been calm. They brought each other to laughing peaks over and
over, enjoying the sensations they could normally not enjoy in the world while
awake. Finally they dragged themselves out of the ocean and collapsed into each
other's arms on the wet sand, kissing and running gentle, soothing fingers over
the sensitive areas.
    A sound intruded, and Diandra let out a cry of protest when
Lizbeth disappeared from the beach next to her. She was suddenly gone, with no
warning, and Dia didn't know what to do. For a moment she lay there, lost and
confused, and then she strengthened her will, forcing herself to wake.
    Lizbeth was startled out of the shared dream by the ringing
of the phone. Fearing the worst, her suspicions were confirmed when the caller
I.D. said it was an unknown caller. "What do you want, Carson?" she
said tiredly when she answered. She couldn't get angry- she was too frustrated
by his continued taunting phone calls to feel rage anymore. She thought about
not answering, but she knew somehow that he'd continue to call until she
answered, and she certainly couldn't shut her phone off for the night.
    Carson laughed. He knew he was ruining her sleep, and he
reveled in the thought. She spent her days trying futilely to pin his illicit
activities on him, and she had her sleep disturbed each night with his phone
calls. It pleased him to ruin her life one small piece at a time. "Oh,
Lizbeth, you sound tired. Did I wake you again? My apologies," he said
sarcastically.
    "I ask again, Carson- what is it you want?"
Lizbeth didn't bother to respond to his

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