The Gangster's Girl

Pesadilla

He lunged a hand at my neck, pushing me against the wall. Gasping in shock I moved to grab at his hand but he moved forward, forcing his lips on mine. Pressing his body into mine, he slid his hand around my neck so that he was pulling my hair back. His other hand latched onto my side and I was getting dizzy. Everything was happening at once, his hips pressed on mine, lips sucking mine, body moving to mine. I gasped for air, accidentally letting out a moan as I moved my head to the side.

My shirt was off. His pants were on the floor. Where the fuck did my shirt go? He'd pinned up my hands above my head with his one left hand. I squirmed looking around for some help, anything else. Anything but this. Then there was shocks of pleasure coursing through my neck. He was biting! Oh my was he biting...

'Aaaagh' I squirmed. He was obviously excited at this point and I felt everything. I couldn't breath properly, then I was on a bed. Where were my pants? He stood over me, almost touching my legs as they dangled from the edge of the bed. His shirt had disappeared like every other previous article. He was the definition of a God. Of an Alpha. I bit my bottom lip, staring up at him with panic and excitement. Uncertainty. He stared down and gave me his signature smirk. At this I struggled. Furrowing my brows, I tried to snap out of it but he pushed my legs apart and leaned forward, pushing us back. His boxers did nothing to hide his... package... He stared at me, his eyes held a devious glint that was... tightening....

He began to slide his hand from my neck, down my front, over my now bare chest, his eyes never leaving mine. His hand continued down my abdomen, to the front of my panties. He took his sweet ass time slipping his hand under my panties, downward. My eyes were getting wider with excitement and I couldn't for the life of me get myself to stop everything. He stared back, amused, almost as if he knew my internal conflict. He flicked my clit and my hips bucked slightly, my eyes closing as a heavy shock of pleasure coursed through me.

'Mmmmm' My eyes shot open, hand shooting up to cover my mouth.

Gasping and sweating I jerked and rolled off the bed.

'Aaaaagh' I shiver ran its course through me as I shook on my hands and knees. A drop of sweet snailed its way down the side of my face. Another shiver.

Grabbing the side of the bed, shaking, I stood. I slapped at the sweat tickling my face and looked around. I was in my room. Panties on. Giant T-shirt clinging to my curves.

'Gaaah! What the actual fuck!' I yelled my frustration into the empty room. What the actual fuck. FUCK. I leaned back against the wall, eyes closing.

A memory of the dream flashed through my closed eyes. My back immediately arched, eyes popping open.

'Aaaagh! NO! No no no no no...' Storming from the room, I made sure to leave whatever the fuck happened in that nightmare behind me.

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Author's Note: Kinda just felt like adding this in, I was in the mood haha. Sort of goes with the flow of the story, sort of doesn't. Idk, enjoy hopefully. If not, I don't wanna hear it. Hope all you guys who actually read this are doing well :)