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The second his tongue sweeps across mine, my own taste explodes in my mouth, kicking my desire up another notch.
Hiking my leg up higher around his waist, Nico shoves his jeans down around his hips, freeing his glorious, thick cock.
Desperate for him, I reach out, needing to feel his hardness beneath my own fingers.
“Greedy whore. You can give him all the attention he deserves when we get inside. But right now, I need to be inside you before I explode,” he confesses, his voice raspy with desire. “Now be a good girl and take my cock.”
My knickers are dragged aside before the head of his dick runs through my folds as he coats himself in my juices.
“Please,” I whimper.
“Fucking love it when you beg for me, Siren,” he growls before thrusting his hips forward and filling me in one smooth move.
“Yes,” I cry, my heart pounding in my chest, but then… there’s nothing.
Warmth that I wasn’t aware of before races up my arm as something—someone, maybe—squeezes my hand.
“Brianna? Bri, are you awake?”
The sound of my best friend’s voice washes through me, settling the unease that I wasn’t aware was there until she spoke.
Jodie.
But as much as I might want to talk to her, to tell her that I’m awake, I can’t.
Am I even awake?
Confusion swirls around me as my panic begins to build.
My chest heaves as my heart rate increases.
“It’s okay, Brianna. You’re okay. I’m right here.”
But why is Jodie here?
I was with Nico. He was fucking me against…
But before I even get a chance to finish that thought, everything goes dark once more.
* * *
The nothingness of dreamless sleep is welcome.
For many, many years as a kid, falling asleep was as painful as being awake. I’d close my eyes and the nightmares would immediately come. Only, they weren’t really nightmares. More memories.
Times when I’d curl up in a ball, desperately trying to ignore the way my stomach growled and knotted in agony from a lack of food while my body trembled with the cold.
It took a lot of years and more than a couple of shrinks to be able to banish those recurring nightmares to allow me to get some decent sleep, something I’ve never been more grateful for as I continue to drift in and out of slumber.
Most of the times I’ve come to, it’s been silent. I have no idea where I am, or who is here. Other than Jodie, I haven’t been able to recognise any of the voices I’ve heard in the few moments of consciousness.
All I know is that wherever I am, I shouldn’t be.
The last thing I remember was being in Twenty-Five, bored out of my brain as Brad talked about something dull.
Why did I even agree to go out with him?
My brows pinch as I think about him.
