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“You. He looked up as I approached. without even realising what I was running from. but with a husky undercurrent that made me instantly wonder what he’d sound like in the throes of passion. don’t you think?” He beckoned to me. conscious of the juices that dampened my panties. my eyes travelling down his toned chest.” I whispered. the hint of a happy trail that disappeared beneath the waistband of his jeans… and the hard cock that those jeans concealed. straddle his waist and let him have his wicked way with me. “What do you want from me?” I whispered. and my knees went weak as he flashed a full-on smile – striking and perfect. “Hello.” I scowled. “Jess. I’d been trying to escape this moment for years. “My name is Jess. hoping it was enough to stop me from tumbling into his arms. I clenched my thighs together.” His voice was pure sex: smooth like melted chocolate. I’m Mathias. and I wrapped my arms around myself protectively. and I recognised him instantly. straight to my pussy. “My name is Jessica. I didn’t know it at the time. shirtless. “That’s what you’ve been led to believe. and I hadn’t had dreadlocks in for months. I didn’t have them in real life – my hair was electric blue at the moment. his defined abs. The fishnet stockings and gothic platform stilettos were a nice touch. too.” His lips curved slightly. After all. “I know my own name. then. with just a hint of an edge.” I repeated. And he did want me – there was already a sizeable bulge in his jeans. one eyebrow rising as he appraised the deep blue bustier and panties I was wearing. “Jess. Dark-haired. The word shot through my mind even as I sat on the edge of the bed. It seemed silly that I didn’t already know. helplessly drawn to the bed. Jezebel. but I was dressed exactly the way he wanted me.” “Jess sounds a lot like Jez. trying to think past my desire to crawl onto the bed. and a bolt of lust shot down my spine.” It was all I could say. “Isn’t it obvious?” He leaned forward. . and I held onto the bedpost.He was there. Predator. hoping he couldn’t smell my desire.” Of course he is. lounging on my bed in tight blue jeans and nothing else. toyed with one of the white-blonde dreadlocks in my hair.
I should have stood up. and we both know it. .” Even the way he said ‘cunt’ was sexy.” He placed his fingers against my jaw. and I swayed towards him. a ripple of animal want made my pussy tighten. to grind my clit against that bulge in his pants and order him to fuck me. You’ll have to do better than that. trembling. so earthy and masculine. to clutch his shoulders as he drew me horizontal. Jezebel. Because I will have you in the end. so territorial… I wanted to turn and throw myself at him. He kissed my neck and I tilted my head. I shifted against the bed. and my fear surged again to combat my desire. We are a good match. turned my head towards him. down into the deep cleavage between them. then upwards over my breast. should have walked away. “How about you let me decide whether or not I wanna be with y–“ “You’ve already decided. “Why?” I whispered one more time. He smelled so good. Out of the dream. “Why have you chosen me?” Mathias slid a hand over my corset-covered stomach.” His eyes were on my lips. crossing my stocking-clad legs to prevent him from getting any ideas… or was that to press my thighs tighter together. to try to get a little stimulation on my own terms? “There are hotter girls than me out there. a little impatiently. I moaned softly. “You intrigue me. that I caught my breath. Away from Mathias. allowing him better access with a sigh of longing. With monumental strength of will. and he was telling the truth. indulging it for a second before I realised I shouldn’t. The way you think is… unique. “I can feel the heat pounding through your cunt. I was so turned on it was almost too much – an itch I just had to scratch. now – that breathless moment of inevitability just before a kiss. I didn’t.Although he was only touching my hair. I looked away. You’re just delaying the inevitable.” he cut across me. “Because you’re beautiful…” He traced his finger over my pushed-up breasts. Why not just skip to the pleasure you know I can give you?” He was so sure of himself. “Because I can feel the dark desire writhing inside you.
and I came in fierce. but I was used to that – when I denied myself sleep the way I did. I was covered with sweat. My cunt was saturated. Mathias pressed his lips to mine. and headed for the shower. Jezebel. “You’re wrong. genuine surprise undercutting his amusement. “Until tomorrow. each holding the other at a stalemate. “Or I come back next time you sleep and ask you again. He drew away as I weakened. his fingers. I much prefer you alive… warm and vibrant and sensual.” Mathias laughed. and as he turned away the dream faded. standing up and looking down at me. and all coherent thought fled my mind. I never had dreams that intense.” My nipples ached beneath the corset. then. and as I kicked off the covers and stumbled over to the window.” I swallowed hard as my desire and fear duelled. I’d slept through most of the day. I moaned and curled into a shaking ball. desperate for his cock. **** . you’ll kill me.” I didn’t know what he meant. crashing waves. that vivid. unable to kiss back.Primal fright clamoured for my attention. And marked as mine. I drew the curtains to let in the afternoon sunlight. there was a hunger in his gaze that was about so much more than sex. his tongue… At the thought of him between my legs.” he said softly. Be the naughty girl I know you are. “Or what?” I whispered. satisfied and yet yearning for so much more. “And after you’ve taken what you want. I gasped for breath. and I struggled upright in bed with a gasp. The deep. I have eternity to fill. and you are my choice. that… real. but he slid his hand up my thigh. toyed with the garter of my stocking. It was the same room. only deprived of his intoxicating presence. teetering on the brink of orgasm. It was the dream that bothered me. the deficit caught up with me eventually.” I muttered to myself. comforted by its rays on me. “Let me fuck you. I realised my inner thighs were sticky with my arousal. tingling ache of my satisfied pussy was fading slowly. “It wasn’t real. my back arching and my breath escaping in sharp cries of ecstasy. needing to wash away the evidence of my lustful subconscious. Jezebel.
Jess? You’re a naughty little minx tonight…” Be the naughty girl I know you are. My friend Alex was always happy to offer a few extra benefits. and he knew how to push my buttons. in my dream. though – I enjoyed sex. I grabbed Alex’s hand and tugged him down the hallway. and I headed for the door immediately after hanging up. sweet thing. and had had a few one night stands as well as relationships.” He kissed me hungrily. Alex answered the door fresh from the shower. That was easy enough.” he teased. Mathias’ words in my dream rang in my mind. a whore.” His voice on the other end of the line was amused. he’d called me. Your place or mine?” I winced at the thought of fucking him in my room. “I can always count on you to perform. We tried a relationship way back when. where. Alex. the unease from last night falling away again. bad boy?” “Bedroom. “Yours.Jezebel. bringing with them the instinctive desire and fear I’d felt while I was asleep. but it became clear to both of us that we made better friends… with a little fun every now and then. and cupped my breasts in his hands. I pulled the towel from around his waist. wearing only a towel and a cheeky smile. stroking his thumbs across my taut nipples.” As soon as he shut the door behind me. as well as more beautiful ones – so why had this dream guy been so fixated on me? Maybe I just needed to get laid. Part of me had thrilled at the implication – that I was a slut. taking his cock in my hand and grinning as I felt him begin to harden immediately. “Where do you want me. but I was hardly out working a corner every night. baby. Mathias had lain in wait for me. and I laughed. “Hey. “This should totally have a porn movie soundtrack. There were way sluttier girls than me.” He slapped my ass as I ran upstairs ahead of him. “I know that tone of voice. What time?” “Whenever you want me. his tongue warm and confident against mine. I didn’t know where it came from. bending men to my will. “No bra. . using my sexuality for my benefit.
and though I tried to hide it. and I overturned him. and he’d brought me off with a simple kiss. then took him in all the way with a sigh. . I loved having a fuck-buddy who didn’t mind waiting his turn. I couldn’t help but compare it to my dream man’s touch.” I arched my back as he turned his tongue to my breasts. so much more immediate. I purred as he leaned over me for another kiss and tugged at the metal bars that pierced each of my nipples. Alex’s tongue was quick and devious.” I pushed his head southward playfully. and Alex raised his head. “You’re probably gonna hit me for stopping to ask you this. He groaned and bucked deeper. his cock hard and ready against my pussy. spilling himself with a cry of pleasure. “I take it back. and he laughed against my navel. but are you okay?” I nodded. pulled him up towards me and wrapped my legs around him. but it was nothing compared to what I craved. tugging me down to the bed with him. I even had the barest flutter of an orgasm at the rough treatment. grabbed me by the waist and kept going. “You’re one hundred percent the naughtiest girl I have ever met. “Wanna get me off?” Alex grinned up at me. His cock had always been more than enough for me in the past. and I rose up a little. Don’t get me wrong. straddling his hips and guiding him inside me. but he drew back too soon. inch by solid.“Am I sweet. A shudder ran through me. “Ready for the ride?” “Constantly. but today it just… wasn’t. “And they say it’s guys who are only after one thing. then began to move. That had been so much sharper. then shifted lower to do exactly that.” I crossed the threshold of the bedroom. Alex kissed me. Mathias hadn’t gone anywhere near my pussy. flicking at the piercings. his lips glistening with my juices.” He crossed the room just as my panties hit the floor. or am I naughty? Make up your mind.” I pinched his nipples teasingly. but as my pleasure mounted gradually. and you’ll be well rewarded. setting my own rhythm and coaxing him along with me. I still rode him until he grabbed my hips and pulled me down hard. Alex caught on pretty quickly. and had shimmied out of most of my clothing by the time Alex had closed the door.” “Lick my pussy. ridged inch.
And it wasn’t. cooling off and regaining our breath. he tugged a lock of my blue-black hair. It wasn’t all happy. it wasn’t you. okay. labouring throughout Saturday night.” I soothed his bruised ego with a kiss.” Understanding dawned on his face. at least. Nightmare. Something. Or I wasn–“ “Trust me. I was self-employed – with my strange sleeping habits. And it was a sex dream. As we lay together. And yeah. He raised himself up on one elbow and gave me the look – the one that said. The fact that I’d had a full day’s sleep didn’t hurt. before I had to face it again. but today I did. re-painted the faces. but they have a hell of a lot of dedication. “So you wanted to prove that real sex was still better. It was purely his curiosity speaking. I guessed. It was just… weird. “Okay. this was Alex I was talking to.” Alex held me tightly. I could last another twenty-four hours. Jessica. I sighed. At dawn. but yeah. “I thought you said you don’t dream when you let yourself sleep?” “Yeah. I had to be. comforted.” Alex frowned. I customised dolls – re-rooted and styled the hair. **** I ploughed through as much work as I could while I was still fresh. I could feel weariness closing in. I guess.That was the disadvantage of fucking one of the people who knew me best in the world.” “Who was the dream about?” He wasn’t jealous – we weren’t like that. Even so. “I don’t wanna talk about it. I had a stupid dream. and I listened to the familiar beat of his heart. Any other guy in your shoes couldn’t have gotten me anywhere near where you did today. but it was more real than the real world when I woke up. “Why do I get the feeling you were using me for something you didn’t get?” “Huh?” I tried to play it ignorant. they were nearly always TV or movie character dolls – say what you want about fangirls. I know. because you can’t lie for shit. don’t even think about lying to me. either. my mind shied away from the subject. put together outfits to make the doll resemble whichever celebrity the customer wanted. with reference to a screen-grab taken from the True Blood TV . and I finished dressing a doll in an outfit I’d put together. “I just need a few days to forget about it.
If I fell asleep there. Instead. I pulled my uncomfortable desk chair out from my computer desk. Fresh air wasn’t the answer to my fatigue. and then slumped to the ground. Jezebel. As I accepted that I had to rest and stood up. struggling to breathe through the panic. What was I afraid of? A guy in a dream who could give me intense sexual gratification? A million and one women would be lining up to take that particular situation away from me. I’d learned it the hard way – once I got into this state. popped a caffeine pill and sat down to answer a few emails. damn it! Don’t fight me. I was still working on it. Great. I only knew that deep down. I backed up against the wall.” I said aloud. If I lay down. I would sleep. I’d wake up with stiff joints and probably a huge bruise where my head hit the desk. “No. setting my pulse racing and adrenaline surging. and was accompanied by another wave of drowsiness. and I wasn’t relishing it. and turned my music up loud. anxiety and sleepiness whirling and waltzing through my mind. trying to clear my head with some fresh air. And like it or not – and trust me. This wasn’t normal. I walked back into my bedroom with a longing. Now I was hallucinating. She didn’t have a head yet. By the time I’d walked down to the local park and back. I really didn’t – I was almost asleep in my chair. Why not just sleep? The voice in my head sounded uncomfortably like Mathias’. You have nothing to fear. so I had to avoid that. inevitable feeling of dread. turned on the fan on the desk so it blew cold air in my face. I was grainy-eyed and yawning. This was ridiculous.show. These were all tricks I’d learned to combat exhaustion over the years. a wild surge of terror coursed through me. I took a long drink from my water bottle. it was a sleep-or-riskinjury situation. but none of it was working. Maybe I didn’t have enough water in my stomach to dissolve the caffeine pill. The sun was coming over the horizon as I stepped outside. Sookie Stackhouse was looking great – at least. . I only had a few more hours until I’d need to start mainlining caffeine again. from the neck down. blurring into one dull. it seemed. damn it. “Get out of my head!” I yelled into the empty room. fearful glance at the bed. something wasn’t right.
panties. You don’t know him. I was lonely without you.” In the dream. I turned over on the bed and found Mathias leaning against the wall. stockings and heels – the same outfit as last time.Come to me. . Our eyes met. **** “There you are. my breath faltered and trembled. and the knot of ice in my chest began to thaw. sighing. instead. levered myself up onto the mattress and lay down. “You’ve been calling me. “Why do you want me to? I know you went to visit your boy-toy today. When I saw he was already aroused. and instantly a surge of dizzy desire ran through my body. It was refreshing. safe – get up. hypnotic. by the window. The voice was insistent. but I crawled across the floor to the bed. I already know you have a hot little cunt. this wasn’t what they meant. go! – and nothing could hurt me here.” “I know you. I was warm. drew my legs up to my chest and then realised I was only wearing a corset. walked towards the bed. I know he couldn’t give you what I can. my instinct for self-preservation curled up into a ball and wept. I hurriedly sat on my heels. and I couldn’t resist.” Mathias smiled. He didn’t seem as scary today as he had last night. “Leave Alex out of this. and somewhere inside me. I was pretty sure that when people talked about sex therapy.” I sat up. Maybe I was beginning to face my fear. “You’ve been avoiding me. I slept. I was alert and clear-headed – more than I ever was in real life. “And you don’t need to be embarrassed around me. bowing my head so I wouldn’t have to look at him. these days. run. and you don’t know me. And I know you want more. I felt barely in control of my own limbs. and it made me want to linger here. hoping I wasn’t blushing.” I trembled at the dirty talk. I was probably flashing my barely-covered pussy at him.” I glared up into his face.” Mathias pushed off the wall. “Why can’t you leave me alone?” He sat on the edge of the mattress. The way I was sitting.
” I did. I gasped. his lips warm and inviting. There was no spontaneous orgasm this time – though I suspected he could give me one of those just by willing it – but he kissed back. and more. Jezebel?” “Everything. I couldn’t get enough. “Oh. Mathias tightened his arms around me and pulled me close. he ran his hands down the front of my corset.” he said softly. he gave me that gorgeous smile again. My underwear was soaked. leaving me naked from the waist up. leaning in and pressing my lips tentatively against his. and I watched him as his eyes appreciatively roamed over my body. Before I knew it. Somewhere at the back of my senses. to experience more of this unbelievable desire. but I decided it didn’t matter.” The temptation was strong. but he was looking at me with such intensity that I must have imagined it. He was so hot.” I whispered. I thought I heard his laughter. and I returned it without stopping to think. something I’d forgotten. and I wanted everything I’d just imagined. and I shifted over to his side.” . how do you do that?” He didn’t answer. “Touch me. Mathias with his face buried between my legs. but quickly decided not to worry about it when he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth and toyed with the bar piercing with his tongue. Mathias pinning me to the bed as he fucked me. His lips sent tiny sparks racing across my skin. “What do you need from me. Instead. Slowly. There was something niggling at the back of my mind.My mind filled with images: Mathias kissing me.” he told me. god. “Kiss me. and I let my head fall back as he kissed and nipped his way down my throat. “Please…” He released my nipple with a final tug of his teeth against the piercing. and cupped my cheek in his hand. “Just ask. and I ground my clit against his cock. I’d climbed into his lap. but I wanted to hold on.. his tongue darting out to taste mine. mesmerised by the way the muscles in his arms and chest moved as he reached for me. momentarily shocked. My cunt gushed. and it vaporised.. moaning at the surge of need that pulsed through me. “Come here. “I can make you come whenever you want it.
Mathias trailed his fingers down my abdomen. hot and desperate and needing to come so very. and soon I was trembling with exertion and frustration. “Mmmm… no. “Fuck me. loving the sensation of the soft sheets beneath me. and I might just fuck you with my cock later. pleading for release in between breathless moans as he fingered me fast and hard. god. little slut. and by the time it ebbed I was half-dazed. and I cried out over and over again as my cunt clenched in delicious waves against his fingers. I was almost sobbing by the time he relented. and fuck. I want you to fuck me so hard…” . I whispered his name.” I whispered. touch me–“ He smirked. and my panties vaporised the same way my corset had. It was a hell of a lot easier than undressing him. aren’t you?” He rubbed the moisture over my clit. “Lose the jeans. lowering me to the bed. when he drove his fingers inside me I almost lost it… “Ride my fingers. and I pressed my face against his neck with a gasp. He closed his eyes. Mathias gazed down at me hungrily. clinging to Mathias and gasping for air. irresistible rhythm. over my panties. “Oh. “My beautiful little Jezebel. and I couldn’t help but obey. slightly curved and just long enough to have me screaming for him all night. and I reached out a hand to his erect cock. he sought my sweet spot. without hesitation. He coated his fingers in the slickness seeping from my pussy with a growl of discovery. He felt so good. Every time I pushed down onto his fingers. he did whatever he did to make his clothing disappear.” His voice was a low growl. and I clutched his shoulders to avoid falling backwards. so damn good.” he ordered. It lasted far longer than any other orgasm I’d had. rubbing him through his jeans. his cock twitched and swelled from hard to hardest. My thighs shook on either side of his waist. and he looked down at me again. “You really are a naughty little whore. very badly… “Beg. my pussy already rippling with need. It was thick. and under my hand. my hips swaying in an instinctive.” he murmured. and two fingers found my clit with no difficulty. and I did.” With a soft laugh. and my lust began to build again as he surrendered to my touch. I stretched my limbs to the four corners. circumcised. his thumb brushing my clit with every thrust.
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