should know
better.
For all she knew he could be the serial
killer.
Now that’s just stupid, Roni.
Still her breathing was so fast she thought
she might hyperventilate.
He moved his hands to her shoulders. “Tell me
you want it. Tell me you want my cock inside of you.”
Despite her fear and the wildness of her
thoughts, she wanted him so badly she could taste it. She
nodded.
“That’s what I thought.” Again he hooked his
arm around her neck and pulled her into the living room.
Her thoughts were wild, crazy. What was he
going to do with her?
He reached the couch and pushed her down so
that she was hanging over the back of the couch, her cheek against
the soft leather. Her arms were still tied behind her and her shirt
opened all the way so that her bare breasts pressed against the
couch cushions. The gag was so tight that she felt the rope rubbing
the sides of her face.
It wasn’t hard to imagine that she was taken
captive by a man who was going to take her whether she wanted him
to or not.
The brush of his slacks and his erection
against her backside sent a thrill through her core. A zipper
hissed and then the rustle of fabric and he was pressing his cock
against her panties. It felt long and thick and hard and she ached
between her thighs, wanting him to take her now. He shoved her
shirt up and over her hips then her pushed her panties down. He
knelt and took them from around her ankles and did something with
them before he rose back up again.
He bent over her and his breath was warm on
her neck. “You’ll notice that with your elbows secured, your
shoulder tied back, and your wrists secured to the harness, you
have no leverage. Go ahead. Try and get away. Fight me. And I want
to hear you, too.”
He was right. With her arms back and her
elbows tied she had no leverage, but she kicked back with her heels
and hit him in the shin and he cursed. She made muffled sounds as
she tried to get out of his grasp.
As she struggled, she heard the sound of a
package and knew he was putting on a condom. Her excitement grew
and she fought him even harder.
He put his knee between her thighs and forced
her legs so that they were wide apart. She bucked against him.
“That’s not good enough.” His breathing
sounded tight as he pinched her nipple. “Fight me.”
The more she fought, the harder he became
against her backside.
And then he thrust his cock into her core and
she cried out behind her gag. It felt so incredible having him
inside her. He was so big and the more she struggled the more
excited she became, the more erotic it felt.
He pumped his hips against her and she felt
his slacks against her naked ass. With each movement she made it
seemed to magnify every sensation that she felt. He slipped his
hands between the couch and her skin and grabbed her breasts. She
cried out behind her gag as he pinched her nipples.
She could feel an orgasm rising up in her,
heading out of nowhere.
“I know you want to come.” The man knew far
too much about how she was feeling. “But you’re going to wait until
I tell you that you can because I’m not through fucking you.”
She groaned and tried not to think of how
deep he was burying himself inside of her, how hard he was taking
her.
It was impossible. She felt it coming at her,
faster and faster.
Then he stopped and spanked her hard. She
shrieked from surprise and pain, the gag muffling her cry. He
spanked her again and again and she felt his hard thickness inside
of her and the contrast of pleasure and pain made her whole body
quiver. Tears leaked from her eyes from the combination of so many
incredible sensations.
Her orgasm came closer and closer even though
she fought it down. He started fucking her again.
He leaned over her back. “You can come
now.”
A muffled cry escaped her as she climaxed
hard and long. It seemed like the vibrations would cause her to
become undone.
He made a hoarse sound as her body trembled
from her orgasm and she felt him