Dreams Outgrow Rooms Built From Other Peoples Fears by Niro Mason 180

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180 Morning Wood

I placed my shaky hands on Ares’s chest, and I could feel his heart racing, vibrating beneath my palm. O

Is he nervous?

I moved my hands, but I couldn’t cover his entire broad chest; he was like a big blank

canvas, and creativity was lost to me.

I want to touch him, but I can’t, not like this… not when he’s this distant. I took my hand off and wrapped my arms around his neck in an embrace, my fingers playing with

his hair.

I sighed in relief when he held my waist, before he coiled his arms around me to bring me closer. I relaxed into him, and we just stayed like that.

This wasn’t about feeding our lust; this was something else, and I liked it. He offered more warmth than I imagined, our hearts beating in sync.

I don’t know how long we stayed like that, and at some point, we must have changed positions. When I opened my eyes, I was lying on top of him, and it was morning.

The light filtered through the window, but it didn’t reach us, just enough to brighten the space. I squirmed, attempting to rise so that I could see his face, but amidst doing that, I saddled him and felt a very strong bulge directly at my pussy.

I was wearing shorts, but even that couldn’t stop me from feeling all of him.

I tried to readjust myself, but I ended up grinding against him, and a shiver shook through my veins. I sank my teeth into my bottom lip when I felt him swell.

He’s getting bigger.

I thought this was a full morning wood, but I think not. Is he gonna get bigger? I can’t believe I’m asking myself that question. He had been inside me, and up to this moment, I still can’t explain how he could fit.

This devil was blessed in all categories; no wonder his ego was bigger, too.

I rested my hand on his chest and tried to move again, but this space was tight; this couch might have been able to swallow me whole, but Ares has taken over it, and now I’m swallowed by him.

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I squirmed again, clenching my fists when I felt his erection grow, I rasped, unable to keep going like this because it won’t be about readjusting anymore.

All of a sudden, Ares’s hand shot to my waist and forced me down when I tried to lift myself. I pressed more into his bulge, and a jolt of pleasure shot through me in waves.

When I leveled my gaze, Ares‘ eyes were open.

“I wasn’t-” I couldn’t finish as he rolled my waist to grind him.

My mouth fell wide. This was alarming because we were both fully clothed, and yet somehow it felt like we were doing skin to skin.

I shivered when he repeated the action, before I took control. I braced my hands on his chest as I grinded against him, my breath grew harsher along with his, blending perfectly.

Ares’s hand slipped beneath my shirt and cupped my tits, fondling against them like they were made of clouds before giving a hard squeeze.

My moans got wild, but I tried to keep it down as best as I could.

I placed my hands on his, stroking against my breasts, allowing myself to grind slower so that I could feel him more.

Ares closed his eyes, taking his head back, lips parting a little as he got stuck in that bliss, and God, I want to imprint this in my head.

“Peanut, are you here?”

I turned so fast and found Granny coming up the stairs.

“Oh-!” She looked away. “Don’t mind me, carry on. You need an hour or more before you come down for breakfast?”

“GRANNY!”

“Take your time!” She hurried out of the barn. “You can forget breakfast!”

I was mortified, covering my face with my hands and groaning on the verge of pulling my hair out by the roots.

A laugh snapped me out of my embarrassed state. It was Ares, he was laughing, and I don’t mean those deep chuckles that were brief.

His shoulders were shaking, and he had a hand covering his eyes as he reigned in his

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amusement.

“T–This is not funny! Stop it!” I slapped him on his arm. “I said stop it–ah!”

My back met the couch, before I could regain my senses. Ares lifted my legs into the air and took off my shorts, tossing them to a corner.

“She gave us time. How about you come for me, babydoll?”

“You can’t be ser–Ahhh!” I clenched his shoulders tightly as he pumped two fingers into me, adding another digit and I came from the friction.

“I can’t have you down for breakfast without an appetizer.”

My nostrils flapped as I glared at him, certainly not in anger but in mad desire.

His lips pressed against mine, but he didn’t seal it for a kiss, picking up his pace until he hit a G–spot.

“Do you like that, babydoll?”

“Mmmmm!” I rasped thickly, trying to keep up when he curled his fingers and locked them deep until it seemed like he was gonna rip me open.

“Words.”

“Oooohhh–Y–Yes–H–H–Honey!” I was moaning like a slut and forgetting everything else, or the fact that I was being too loud, and this barn was not soundproof.

“So wet…” he purred, affected, and his finger slid in and out with slippery ease.

God.

My toes shot into the air as my nails sank into his shoulder, my lower body hoisting to take him deeper.

A heavy release rippled through, cutting me in half, my waist lost touch with me, only to come to life when he screwed deeper until I could feel his knuckles.