Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 49826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 249(@200wpm)___ 199(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 249(@200wpm)___ 199(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Here in the safety of a dream, I can show her this side of me, the side that had sometimes wanted her but had kept those feelings hidden for fear of so many things. I whispered words of comfort as I rained kisses along her jaw and cheek, holding my cock still inside, giving her time to adjust, to take me, all of me.
The fire I felt for her while awake was tamed now. It was no longer the fiery anger that I’ve held against her for so long but a different kind of fire, one of passion and lust. A lust so strong that though I knew I had to be hurting her, I didn’t pull out but instead started moving inside her nice and slow.
She cried out, and her pussy tried spitting me out, her body’s natural response to protect itself. I wrapped my hand around her throat and squeezed, holding her firmly against the mattress, and drove my cock into her hard and deep. “Take it!”
The thumping of my cock against her walls felt real, the flash of lightning and the sound of thunder that had followed me into my dreams did too, but I knew it was all a fantasy, a fantasy bred from close proximity and not being able to resist her in my sleep.
Since this was a dream, I was free to let go though, and since the dream was mine, I was in control. “Touch me!” I didn’t stop fucking as I looked down and waited for her to obey me. I eased up on my strokes because her pussy was too tight to do anything else unless I wanted to tear her, and that seemed to make her happy.
Her hands came to rest on my sides, her legs wrapped themselves around me, and I surged into her with appreciation. Nothing like having a willing woman, one so soft and sweet, at the end of my cock. I rode her hard and deep, only holding back when she made a sound of distress.
Pushing my tongue past her lips took care of that and seemed to be what she needed to ease the pain. She softened beneath me, her pussy easing up on the strong hold she had on me, making it that much easier to fuck. The bed rocked and groaned beneath the weight of my powerful thrusts; her scent filled the air, cunt juice mixed with whatever scent she wore that was driving me insane.
She moved with me now, her slender hips lifting to meet mine as I pounded into her, vaguely remembering that she was a virgin but not having it in me to stop. I’ll make it up to her later, I told myself, but right now, this all felt just right, too good to stop. I wanted, no needed, to stay buried inside her; besides, I’m afraid my cock would revolt if I tried to hold back.
Her cries of pain became moans of passion as we moved together, me keeping her tethered to me with the length and girth of my cock, while her pussy clung and wept all over my length. I didn’t have to be careful, not as I do in my waking hours with anyone I take to my bed. In the dream, I had the freedom to take her any way I wanted, and take her I did.
My cock jerked at the first quiver of her pussy, and I tried to pull out but not in time. I went off inside her, blasting her pussy walls with more cum than I can remember ever releasing at once. I pulled my mouth away from hers to let us both breathe and buried my face in her neck, where her scent took me up and over.
Her body shook as my cock came to life again inside her that fast. Dream recovery is the shit. No sooner had I offloaded in her belly than my cock was ready for more. “I’m not done with you yet.”
NICK
I woke up in the shower, wondering how the hell I got there. Hadn’t I done this already? I think I remember falling into bed with a book. I shook my head under the rushing water to clear it, but it didn’t do shit. I might as well shower since I’m in here. Why the hell is my dick raw? What the hell have I been doing to myself in my sleep? I must’ve rubbed one out without lube.
I left the shower and headed back to bed, passing out just as the sun was rising. I slept a solid five hours before coming fully awake with a rumbling gut and a sore dick. I hopped on the MacBook to do some work and came to the realization that I make way too much money for the amount of work I actually need to do after I spent about two hours giving orders and delegating to the people I pay to get the job done.