Dreams Outgrow Rooms Built From Other Peoples Fears by Niro Mason 254

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[Music: You’re The One By Goddess No Holy] D 

ARES 

Esme and I spent the day feeding cows, not exactly how I imagined my day would play out, but as long as it made her happy. Cows, chickens, whatever. Her giggles and broad grin were worth every moment. 

I shoved the cigar between my lips, lighting the end with the Zippo. The downpour came with thunder and lightning. The barn was making a groaning noise as if it’d come apart, but the thing stood against all odds. 

The weather had changed drastically in the last few hours. Rosevale had a pretty rough one. I’m stuck here. That was the first thought, knowing I can’t get into the house without a wood or twig slamming into me. The second was Walter… he hadn’t allowed me in… yet. 

I had lit candles for light because the power had gone out, it was the only source here and made the entire place lit up like the middle ages. 

Hearing a creak, I threw a look over my shoulder, and to my surprise, it was Catherine, dripping wet from head to toe as if she had fought her way to get here. Her gown, sticking to her body like a second skin, revealing every curve. 

I took the cigar off my lips and tossed it out the window, taking what I could find as a blanket, but she came to me, maintaining a distance as if she couldn’t bear to be close. 

I narrowed my eyes, discerning that something might be wrong. 

Catherine’s lips parted slightly, but she was voiceless. I ate up the distance and draped 

the blanket on her frame. 

“What were you thinking?” I murmured. 

She clenched the blanket tightly, and my eyes caught a sparkle. 

The ring… she’s wearing it. 

“Your proposal sucks…” Her voice was raspy and soft. “If it ever was one.” 

“Do you want me to go down on one knee…?” 

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She scoffed, closing her eyes, her lashes wet and tangled. “Yes?” 

I attempted to do that, but she stopped before I could. 

“That was a joke!” she blurted, hands on my chest. “Y–You don’t need to do that.” 

I placed my hand beneath her chin and tilted, my jaw clenching. “Why did you walk through this downpour to get here? I won’t tolerate any carelessness to your health-” 

“I love you.” She smiled. “I never stopped loving you… Unloving you is impossible.” 

Love. 

I cupped her face, stroking gently with my thumb.. 

Hearing her say that word to me became a desperate need, a salvation… an appetite. 

“Say it again…” 

“I love you.” 

I leaned close to her face. 

“Again.” 

Her lips stretched wider. “I love you. I love you. I love-” 

kissed her deeply, my tongue rolling into hers, marking her as she had done me. She had no idea how branded I am; every breath I took was hers. 

Catherine pulled away from me, maintaining eye contact, and dropped the blanket. Her gown pooled at her feet next. Her bra and panties followed before she closed the distance, rolling my shirt, and I allowed her to take it off. 

She undid my jeans next and then my briefs until we were both naked. 

“Let me in…” she said softly, eyes begging. 

A feeling twisted inside me like knives when her hands drove low. 

“Please…” 

My hands itched at my sides to stop her movement, I did my best to keep them still. The wild look in my eyes gave it away, but I have forgotten how daring Catherine can 

1. be. 

Catherine dropped to her knees, wielding my cock with two hands. I couldn’t hold it in anymore, so I shot my hand out, but it was too late. She took all of me in one go until I 

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hit the back of her throat. 

I grunted, bracing my grip at the back of her head to keep her there, even as her eyes watered. I redrew my cock, and it came off with a soft pop, but Catherine dove in again, not taking me deep this time, her tongue working my tip. 

Fuck. 

I clenched her hair tightly, and my mind played tricks on me… I didn’t see Catherine anymore, but the last person I wanted to think about. 

I grew irritated as I tried to pull back, but Catherine switched to kisses, pressing her lips into the hard flesh like it was fucking treasure. 

I could feel my twisted expression softening, but that bitterness was getting to me, and I feared I might do something I was gonna regret. 

I stood as stiff as possible as Catherine buried my cock into her mouth, slower. Her head moved back and forth in a rhythm that compelled me to close my eyes. 

Her touch, her warm mouth. 

I focused on it, reminding myself it was her, only her and no one else. How her fingers stroked me delicately, how her tongue pleasured me. Having that circle in my mind felt like I was in a dream. 

I didn’t realize I was breathing heavily until I opened my eyes, and the world that had ceased to exist was back. 

Catherine took me all the way, driving me towards a finish. She choked as more blood rushed to my cock, swelling and pulsing. Tears running down her face. 

My head shot backwards as I groaned deeply and smeared her mouth with my semen, her gags got louder, and it was music to my ears as I forced her to take everything she had dragged out of me, what she earned. 

I pulled on her hair and freed her mouth, my cum running down her chin, neck, and tits. I never realized how ravishing this sight was, especially with the light glistening on her stunning flesh. 

Catherine rose, and I didn’t realize I was pushed until I felt the couch, my back pressing into the worn leather. She saddled me and stroked my cock until I was fully erect, her hand movements aided by the semen. 

She lowered herself, chills seizing my spine as she swallowed me whole. 

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