Free Falling for the Wrong Twin by Kathy Lyons Page A

control.
    She wouldn’t let him. Not when she could ride him, not when she could take absolute control of this fantasy. Not when--
    He flipped her over. One minute she was soaring above him, the next she was flat on her back and he was the one who looked down at her.
    “My dream, my pace,” he said as his face dropped right over hers.
    “Liar,” she whispered. “Mine.” Then she wrapped her legs around him and drew him hard against her.
    The impact had her crying out, but it wasn’t enough. Not by far.
    “Kiss me,” he said again. “Kiss me and I’ll give you what I want.”
    She wasn’t averse to kissing him. In fact, if she hadn’t been so absorbed in doing other things, she would have been plastered against his mouth. But the fact that he demanded it of her made her shake her head.
    “Harder. Now,” she said.
    “Kiss. Now.”
    He leaned down, his mouth tantalizingly close. Their breaths mingled, their bodies were poised. Then he smiled. She didn’t see the expression, but she felt his lips curve against hers.
    “At the same time.”
    “Deal.”
    So they kissed. And as his tongue invaded her mouth, his cock thrust deep. As they dueled, tongues intertwined, he drew back and slammed in again.
    Kiss. Thrust.
    Harder.
    Faster.
    Yes!
    …
    Mike jackknifed up, the roar of his orgasm sweeping through his entire body. By some miracle, he held back his scream, but the pulse of his explosion kept overwhelming him. Again and again he released into the sheets as he hadn’t done since he was a boy.
    Holy moly and WTF?
    He hadn’t had a wet dream in years. And even as a horny adolescent, he’d never had one so gripping, so real.
    He lay there, basking in the sweet glow of the best release he’d had in months when he began to process a few more details. The first was that he was in the same room with his brother. Thankfully, the man was in the trundle across the room. One massive humiliation avoided.
    The second was his dream. He’d wanted to just linger in the physical sensations, but his mind wouldn’t stay quiet. It replayed everything leading up to the main event from lurking in some creepy alley, to rescuing a hot secret agent, to…
    Vampire?
    Genetically engineered android? Wasn’t that a contradiction in terms?
    Never in a thousand years would he have guessed his subconscious would put him in those bizarre roles. He lingered over that question, not because he cared, but because it avoided the other dream fact. The one about the co-star in his lust-night in the sky.
    Had he really just done that? Had he really fallen in lust with Ms. Anna Lopez, the lost stranger who was more attractive than he wanted to admit? The woman he had not twenty hours before accused of stalking his family before he called Carlos on her?
    Yup. He’d done it. He was in lust with Anna.
    He groaned and threw a hand over his face. This was a complication he didn’t need. His family was still reeling from recent events. The last thing he wanted was to indulge in a little vacation coupling, even in a dream.
    It was in the midst of this horrified realization that another sound penetrated his tortured thoughts. Not sound so much as a distinct lack of it. No snoring. His brother wasn’t snoring anymore.
    Dreading what was about to happen, he turned his head anyway. There facing him was the nearly exact same face that he saw in the mirror. His brother. Wide awake and grinning.
    Shit.

Chapter 6
    Mike was still feeling the burn of embarrassment as he guided his niece and nephew down to breakfast the next morning. Just as he feared, his twin had ribbed him mercilessly for his wet dream. But after the kidding had subsided, the two men had talked as they hadn’t in a very long time.
    He hadn’t realized that Rick had been torn up over their father’s death, but the man had had to go straight from the funeral to a game. Pro-athletes got days off, just like everyone else, but league games and sports fans waited on no man. The team