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Most people in my small town of Hallow Grove, Iowa, are superstitious and fearful of the devil, but after reading one too many dark romance novels, I’m reasonably certain he’d fuck like a god.
“You need to get laid tonight. It’s been too long, and your vibrator is going to give out soon if you don’t give it a break.”
especially when it saves me from having to scroll through pages upon pages on Pornhub before finally finding something I can actually stroke my dick to.
I know what she needs, what she wants.
My little nightmare.
My little nightmare is mine, and only mine.
I pity anyone who gets in my way tonight.
She deserves to be devoured, catered to like a goddamn queen,
The urge to do something thoughtful for my girl hits me. After all, she deserves to be spoiled, and I know just what to do for her.
“You wanted to play baby, so let’s play,”
“Run, little nightmare.”
“These lips would look even prettier wrapped around my cock.”
No one is good enough for my little nightmare, not even me. That’s why I have to ruin her, break her.
“Damn, little nightmare,” I breathe. “I haven’t even touched you yet, and look how wet you are for me,”
“You are mine, little nightmare, and you will do as I tell you.”
“Am I making you feel good, little nightmare?”
“Don’t you fucking cum again. Not yet,”
“That’s right baby, beg for me. Beg for me to fill you with my cum.”
“Fuck.” I hiss. “Cum baby. Come with me like a good girl.”
