memorize her face. He didn’t take his eyes off of her as he
started to quicken the pace. He had her knees behind his elbows but that wasn’t
enough. He had to get deeper in her. He moved her legs so her ankles were now
around his neck and kept pumping her. He was still staring into her eyes but
she could tell that something had changed in his expression. He was looking at
her but he was gone, he was somewhere else. It was like he was trying to fuck
away what had happened last night and this morning. Like if he just fucked her
harder and harder he could push it all out and erase it all.
They’d had rough sex before but this was something
different. Laurent was pounding his cock into her like he was possessed.
Laurent had always been a very, very generous lover. No matter what they did,
he always made it about Sam’s pleasure, and seeing Sam pleased turned him on.
But this, this was different. It wasn’t about her, or even about them at all.
It wasn’t even about him. He was fucking her like he had to get it out of his
system. At some point, Sam realized this, and realized he needed this, needed
to both control the situation and lose control. For the first time ever,
he came before she did. His orgasm was violent, like he was exorcising a demon
as he came. He screamed a low, violent guttural yell that Sam had never heard
before and then his eyes cleared and he came back into reality.
As he shuddered at the end he realized what had
happened, “Oh Samantha, fuck… I, merde …” was all he could manage as he
collapsed on top of her. She knew that he needed this. “ Cheri, merde ,
I’m sorry, you didn’t…”
“Shhhh, relax.” She whispered as she stroked
his hair. She wiped his sweat-filled brow as he rolled off of her.
“I don’t know what happened. I wasn’t even
there. Here. Samantha, I…”
“Laurent, stop. You needed that. You needed
to get that out of your system. I get it.”
“You do?”
“Yes, sweetheart, I do. Now just relax.
There’s enough to worry about. This is not one of those things.” She could see
that he was already starting to retreat into his mind. She wasn’t sure if it
was about the sex or everything else.
But he came back, “Thank you.” he turned and
looked at her.
She chuckled, “You mean for…” and she gestured to
the bed.
“No, Samantha, not for that,” he said
seriously, “for being here. For trying to understand me, even when I don’t make
it easy.” He cocked his head to the side, almost shrugging, “I know I don’t
always make it easy.”
“Easy is overrated, Laurent.”
“Controlling, smart and a woman after my own
heart.” He started rubbing her body again. She could see he was coming back.
His expression relaxed, the demon was gone. They stayed like that for a while,
lying together just rubbing each other, relaxing. Until Laurent started making
the rubbing more sensual. Finally, he spoke, “Now, Samantha, do you have any
idea how many different ways I imagined punishing you this morning when you were
out running?” Thank God, flirty Frenchman was back.
“Over an hour for me to wonder what I was
going to do to you for disobeying my wishes. Tsk, tsk, tsk. You know, I am a
very creative man and leaving me to my imagination for that long,” he shook his
head as a devilish grin came across his face, “that’s very, very dangerous,
Samantha.”
“Dangerous?” she flirted back as he
continued to stroke her body.
“Oh yes, Cheri . Now, I am a firm
believer in making the punishment fit the crime.” Sam raised her eyebrows. He
was really enjoying this.
“Crime, Laurent? What crime?” she flirted
back innocently.
“Really, Samantha? You don’t know what you
did? Hmmm. Well, I guess I can see how that might be, given that there was more
than just one, uh, infraction. So let’s see, let’s start with the most
egregious: leaving against my wishes.” As he said this, he got up. It was very
apparent just how