Page 63 of Nightmare

Words get stuck in my throat, then he places a hand on top of my head to push me, making alarms go off inside my head, but I bend at the knee anyways, moving downwards, desperate to please him.

No, no, no.

He nods and massages the top of my head when my knees hit the floor, his cock in front of my face, “Good girl, now open up.”

My eyes find his dark ones, and I shake my head a little, “Brody I don’t think –”

He cuts my words off when he presses the head of his cock onto my open lips, pressing inward. My tongue moves forward on instinct, licking at the flesh entering my mouth, and he pushes his hips a little harder to get my mouth to open farther.

“Fuck, your mouth is heaven, Liv.”

His words warm me, giving me the courage to open wider and take more of him inside my mouth, his hips still pressing forward.

“Yes, just like that baby girl.”

My eyes flick upwards, watching his head fall back against the wall he’s lounging against. When his dick is more than halfway in my mouth, the head presses at the sensitive part of my throat making me gag a little.

His hips flex, pressing towards my face, I try to swallow around him to avoid the dribble of saliva that’s forming around my lips, but I choke a little. I press my hands against his thighs to press off of him when he groans.

His hand threads into my hair and in one swift movement, he’s dragging me, spinning us both so my back is against the wall, his cock still lodged inside my mouth.

No.

His hand finds the wall above my head, “Just like that, baby.”

Then he’s pushing farther in my mouth, making me gag again. I gargle around him, unfamiliar with the feeling of his manhood being jammed down my throat, and he moans from above me.

My veins fill with panic.I don’t want to be doing this.

“Fuck.” His voice is liquid seduction, making me warm and cold at the same time, and I try to relax myself a little. His hips move, and his cock moves outwards and inwards, fucking my mouth.

I’m drooling, unable to swallow, time moves in fast forward as he uses my mouth to get off. The velvety flesh of his cock rubs at my lips, my tongue, and my throat, the tip making me gag on every other hard pump of his hips.

His hand is still laced through my hair, holding my head in place, as if I can move it at all from against the hard wall digging into my scalp.

My eyes prick with tears from not swallowing so I try to suck the moisture from continuing to fall out the sides of my lips, and Brody groans above me.

“Yeah, baby girl, just like that, you’re so good at this.” He says again, rubbing against my hair with his hand.

My stomach fills with butterflies at the praise, so I make myself suck a little harder, my lips suctioning on his hard flesh, desperate to hear that I’m pleasing him.

His hips speed up, fucking my mouth like it isn’t attached to a person, making my head pound into the wall behind me over and over, and then he’s spilling into my mouth.

The thick liquid that spurts into my mouth, coating my throat and tongue, is warm and salty, unlike anything I’ve tasted before, I can’t help gagging at the thought of what it is.

I definitely didn’t expect him to unleash the beast inside my mouth the very first time I sucked his dick, that’s for sure.

He’s grunting, his hand tight in my hair as he slows his thrusts, so I use my tongue to lick at him as he pulls himself out of my mouth.

His hand massages my scalp and he praises me like before, “That was amazing, Liv.”

I blush from my spot on my knees, staring up at him through my eyelashes, as he tucks himself back into his pants and fixes his zipper.

I stand, and he leans forward to kiss me, his lips moving over every inch of my face in a series of kisses that make me giggle and swat at him, “B, stop it!”

He’s laughing with me, and he tugs me towards him by my hips as he speaks in between continuing to kiss my face, “You’ve definitely made up for last night, baby girl.”

His head moves back so he can look at me, his dark eyes meeting my light ones, “I love you, Olivia.”

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