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“Take it, Francie.” I willed my eyes to open and inhaled a full breath. The sun was shining bright in the room, and I realized I was in my bed. Surrounded by my big white pillows and comfy bedcovers. The pain of the nightmare was gone, and there was only him. The same steel-grey eyes of my dream, but now they were soft, kind, and loving.
He was on top of me, kissing my neck and cooing sweet nothings in my ear. “You’re safe. There is no pain. It was just another dream.” It took a moment to register his words. We weren’t in the kitchen, and he wasn’t punching me in the chest.
The Sweetest Nightmare Part Three
My arms wrapped around his shoulders. Pulling him to me as his cock filled my body. I rode the waves, pleasure replacing the pain of moments ago. It wasn’t real. He wouldn’t hurt me. He loved me. “There is no pain.” He chanted in my ear. “Feel me loving you, sweet Francie.” I moaned under him. My nail clawed into his back as I ached to feel him deeper.
My brain screamed. I should be relieved it was just a dream, but my body was sad. However, as shameful as it is, my body craves the spike of pain as he breaks into my body and crushes me under him. I arched my hips up to meet his thrusts and cried. “Harder. Please! Please, hurt me.”
“Sweet, Francie.” He kissed my forehead and began to fuck me harder. His hand cupped around my throat, and he squeezed tightly. Giving me that feeling from the dream. The one of fading out. He watched me carefully as he fucked me as I needed. Controlled and loving. Dangerously safe. The Sweetest Nightmare.
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