Page 8 of Little Nightmare


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“I can’t…” his voice trails off, needy and breathless.

Pushing my bottom lip out, I give him my best pout. “Please,” I beg.

Rhett’s breaths turn to pants as he continues stroking his cock, and I watch his hips buck with excitement when I lean as far forward as the cuffs will allow. They tug at my sore flesh, but I push the pain to the back of my mind.

He’s having an internal battle as he watches me, so I keep going.

“Please,” I plead. “Let me suck your cock. Let me beyours.”

I see the immediate effects of my words as they wash over him. Let him think I’m his.Beghim to claim me.

I encourage him one last time. “Please,” I trail off, darting my tongue across my bottom lip.

He’s getting close. I can tell from the way he’s straining to keep his face emotionless.

Just when I think he’s about to deny me, he says, “No hands. Only your mouth.”

“Okay,” I nod, eagerly trying to lean forward to reach him.

He meets me the rest of the way, and I part my lips as he slides himself inside my mouth. The metal barbells of his piercing are cool against my tongue's heat as he pushes himself further past my lips.

“Fuck,” he groans when he’s halfway in. “You feel so fucking good.”

I moan around him, vibrating my vocal cords. His body jerks and he pushes himself to the back of my throat. Immediately losing control, he laces his fingers through my hair, holding my head still as he begins to fuck my face.

“Fuck, that pretty little mouth of yours takes me so well.”

I can’t breathe as he pumps into my throat, holding me so tightly in place that I can’t move. My uncuffed hand nearly leaves the bed to touch him, but I stop myself at the last second when he growls a warning.

My hand needs somewhere to go, so I bring it to the only place I can think of.

My clit.

I rub myself over my panties, soaking them in my arousal before slipping a hand beneath the soft fabric. Rhett’s eyes move from my face to where I’m touching myself, and his face goes feral when he sees me playing with myself. My eyes flutter as I play the part, fingering myself while taking the entirety of his cock.

“Yes,” Rhett hisses, fucking my face harder.

Tears begin streaming down my face when my gag reflex kicks in. There’s a moment when I realize I’m enjoying myself too much. I dip two fingers inside my pussy, coating them in my arousal before pulling them out to circle my clit again.

“Take it,” he demands, shaking as he goes over the edge. “Fuck yes, take it.”

Rhett pushes himself to the back of my throat and he stays there, pumping shallow strokes as he comes inside me. The adrenaline has my stomach tightening and my back arching. He pulls his cock from my mouth, letting me cry out as I make myself come. His eyes are locked on me while he tucks himself back into his pants.

As my orgasm ends, I have to fight my way through the mental fog back to reality. We’re both panting and gasping for air, sweat beading across our foreheads. He’s watching me through adoring eyes as though I’ve just given him the best head he’s ever received.

To end my act, I give him a sweet smile as I say, “Thank you.”

He grins from ear to ear, vibrating with energy. “Such a sweet fuckingnightmare.”

Chapter Four

RHETT

Iwatch her as she sleeps, sprawled out on the bed, handcuffed, lips slightly parted, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. My little nightmare is completely vulnerable, utterly mine, and fuck if she doesn’t look goddamn beautiful. I let out a slow breath, the urge to stay and watch her squirm beneath me again burning in the back of my mind. But I can’t. I have to leave.

She’ll be fine for a little while. I’ve taken care of her every need, fed her, cleaned her wounds, and even given her space, though I can see it driving her mad. As much as my girl acts like she hates this shit, she loves it. She’s just not ready to admit it yet.

The struggle to balance between giving her time and claiming her again is a battle I’ve been losing these past few days.

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