Dream Interlude
…a strong hand pulls her mouth from his veiny cock, from where she’s been busy between his powerful thighs. Taking her away from the place that gives her the possibility of making him weak. She can still taste him on her tongue. Her lips, swollen from use, glistening with spit. His gaze consumes the ruin he’s made of her, pleased. Possessive.
He uses his thumb to press her mouth open, watching her tongue dart out to caress his skin. “Good girl.”
Her insides coil with delight at the praise.
Nick sinks down to kneel before her so that they are eye to eye. His large hand finds its place at the nape of her neck as he brings her closer. Close enough to kiss, to kill, to fuck-
Those lips of his brush her skin, electric sensations. Her heart flutters and her pupils dilate as she melts into his domineering grasp, welcoming the imprint of his fingers in her flesh-
Despite the heat of his body, the words he whispers in her ear send chills down her spine, a splash of arctic cold across her whole body. “Have you ever considered that perhaps you’re just as sick as your dear old man?”
Kara wakes, a shudder of discomfort slithering through her like poison.