Michael felt sure he was in a dream. The sweet smell of fresh baked cookies was wafting all around him, and there was a soft, warm body draped over his naked torso. Skin on skin, so hot while the air outside was still cold. Everywhere they touched the tingle of the mating bond electrified his skin. Even if it was only a dream, he had to touch her. He lifted his arms to run his hands from her slight shoulders, down the indent of her slender back, to the soft swell of her petite backside. A year ago he never would have imagined himself being attracted to a woman, especially not one so small and fragile as this one. But now he couldn't imagine anything more perfect. He pressed her backside, settling her more firmly against his s*x. Of course she would be naked, it was his dream, wa
