Page 14 of My Sleep Paralysis Demon

Looking around, he was gone. Cum sat on my chest and caked to my face. My favorite cupcake moo moo was cut in half down the middle like the monster did to me last night. I licked my lips, tasting his salty cum on them.

So, the last two nights weren’t just my imagination. My sleep paralysis monster ate my pussy and then came all over my body last night.

Heat rushed to my thighs as I stood to get cleaned up. He really didn’t like that I went on a “date” with Bryant. It wasn’t even good, and I wasn’t planning on going on another.

Definitely not planning it now.

I moved into the bathroom, trashing my cut-up moo moo. Turning on the lights, I looked at myself. White cum was glopped on my face.

“Mine.”His voice filled my head again.

I’ve never had a man want me that much. Call me beautiful as he came all over my body.

I looked down to the trail of white lacing my body and for a moment, I saw what the monster saw. A beautifully made body with curves all over. My hand ran over my round stomach, mixing his cum into my skin like it was lotion. For a moment, I admired my figure, and I felt beautiful.

Was it because the scariest person on the earth called me beautiful?

I ran to the shower and hopped in. My body relaxed under the hot water. Over and over, what we did played in my head, well what he did to me.

His cock kept coming to mind, and I ached for it to be inside of me.

But I didn’t want to be paralyzed when it finally happened. I wanted more, and I wanted to be able to touch him.

Was that crazy of me?

“You’re glowing,” Bex mentioned the moment she saw me.

Heat rushed to my chest then instantly down to my lower stomach. I’d been able to sleep and get the greatest pleasure I’d ever felt before.

“Did that date go well?”

Oh… yeah… him.“No.”

She cocked a brow, setting down her bag on the counter. “No? Was he creepy or annoying?”

“Neither. We just didn’t click like I thought we would,” I said with a shrug. “I didn’t even know his name for a bit. It’s okay.”

She sucked her teeth. “You need a man to rock your bed and protect you from the monster at night,” she said, wiggling her perfectly manicured nails at me.

I glanced down at mine, wondering if I would have some time to get my nails done.When was the last time I did something for myself like that?I’d been stuck in survival mode, and although it'd only been two nights that I had slept, it had helped my mental health way more than I thought it would.

“Unless someone is already rocking your bed.” Bex wiggled her brows at me.

I rolled my eyes, but a smile went on my lips.

“Someone is.Who?”

My lips parted to lie to her, but the front door dinged with a new customer. “Customer. Sorry.” It was a good way out as I moved to the front of the house and greeted the newcomers with a smile.

The air around me felt lighter than ever and less tense as well. Of course, Bex would know something was up. She had been my friend for a long, long time. She noticed things like that.

After finishing up with customers, I turned quickly to see Bex right behind me, eyes locked on me.

“Bex!” I jumped, grabbing my chest. My heartbeat wildly against my palm.

“You’re hiding something,” she muttered, crossing her arms over her chest.

“No, I’m not.”

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