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“I’m loving you,” I tell him. “I love this. I want more.
“I don’t want you to love it. I don’t want it to be like this. I don’t get angry like this and let go of myself, lose control. I hate this.”
“Okay. Well I don’t hate it. You can be this way with me. It really is okay.” I want to tell him that I love it again, but he hates that, so I say, “I’m okay with it.”
I say, “You wouldn’t harm me, would you?”
His face reddens with shock. “No! I would never do anything to hurt you.”
He pulls me to him. Holds me tight to his chest.
I’m better than okay. He wanted to be in charge. All my instincts were to assert myself, to stay in control. I didn’t because I saw how angry he was.
He strokes my hair. “I understand you trying to escape. I can’t imagine how confusing and terrifying this must all be for you.” He takes my shoulders and holds me back to look in my eyes. “But you made me mad.”
“Even though I wanted to escape, I could see how it made you feel. And you felt like I let you down. I don’t want you to feel that way.”
“Let’s get in the car.”
I stretch up to take a kiss first. He responds by wrapping me in his arms. His body and mine move together like two serpents. It feels like we’re breathing each other, a single being.
He stirs and thickens. Rises to nudge me. Straightens and heats between my thighs. I tell him, “I don’t think you punished me quite enough yet.”
As he slaps my ass, I squeal. He turns me and rushes me to the car. I stagger, awkward with my pants and knickers halfway down. As we go, he grabs and spanks my cheeks. I yell and giggle, losing myself in a fog of sensation and emotion.
He lays my hands on the bull bar of the Land Rover and he splays my legs as wide as they will go. The cotton panties don’t allow much spread. I wiggle my ass at him. He spanks me again, and I’m shocked when his finger starts to massage the tight little star of my ass.
Up tight behind me, his cock brushes between my cheeks and he reaches around to finger my mound in expert, teasing dips and circles. All the time, his finger is exploring and softening my opening. His firm, certain touch makes my body respond almost instantly.
My legs shake and tremble. His hands on me, front and back, make me feel like I’m completely in his possession. He’s all over me and I have no control at all. Trembling in the torrents of rain, I give myself up to the currents and tides of emotion and sensation, and at last I let go of the need to make sense of it all.
While he plays my mound, my clit and the wings of my pussy with one hand, he’s opening me up at the rear with the other. First one finger, then two. Then three. I’m shaking and gasping. Little bursts of sensations break out all over me, like bursts of brush fire. Like fireworks.
Then his hard cock is low between my cheeks. Docking. Pushing. Entering.
By reflex, I push back. I don’t know why. The thick pole shoves hard as his pelvis slaps into the cheeks of my ass. Into the crack
It makes me squirm and roll my hips. I don’t know what’s happening, but I know this has happened before. This feeling is not new. And I know that I want it.
It feels like it will take me over. I want that. I want to lose myself in the force of it. My pulse races.
I can’t make sense of the storm of my feelings for this man. Is it because we have history, or is it just because he’s the brute, the thug who’s holding me captive, and he showed me some kindness.
All of my thoughts and feelings spin and whirl, and merge, blurring.
This morning I was worried that I’d forgotten everything. I’m only now beginning to glimpse how much I’ve forgotten.
The aching buzz and quivering contractions of my sluicing pussy send waves of thrill through me. When his huge shaft pierces my ass and drives its unstoppable entry through me, I feel like all my strings have been cut while I’m exploding inside.
In, harder, deeper and higher, I feel him like he’s growing inside me. Like a new part of me. All too soon, I feel his pace quicken and start to race. It makes me feel wonderful that he’s so rock hard and raging at a second go, that he’s so excited.
I want him to take longer, but I know he’s already over the point of no return. I love the slap of his hips against my ass and the pressure of him filling me up. His hand on my pussy speeds up and his fingers reach up inside me.
Through his fury, he reads my rhythms perfectly and drives me to quake, clench, howl and burst, right at the point that I feel him blasting lusty hot jizz all over my insides. Even as he pulls out, he’s still spraying seed all over my ass.
“My hands are tied,” I rasp urgently back over my shoulder. “I can’t reach back. Scoop up that cum and bring it to my mouth.”
When he does, I lick and lap from his hand, holding his burning eyes with the glow of my own raging lust.
