Chapter 11 #2
Moments later, he guided us both down on the comforter, keeping his hands on either side of me. When he pushed up from the bed, hanging his head low over me, I rubbed his arms. With every touch of my hand, I was rewarded with the sly smile that had taken me goading him several times to witness.
“You’ve longed for a controlling man.”
“No, not ever.”
With the flat of his hand, he brushed his fingers down my face and neck to my breast, flicking his finger across my nipple. “You’re lying.”
“I never lie.”
My denial was rewarded with a brutal twist of my already aching bud. I jerked up, panting as he tossed me a hazy look. “Try that again, my French flower.”
“Fine. Yes.” The spicy, masculine scent of his aftershave tickled my nose, bringing a smile to my face. He caught the look, the slight smirk almost adorable where I’d believed it a slight before.
He shifted on the bed, keeping his body aloft with one hand while he tormented my other nipple. Instead of pinching my tender tissue, he rolled the rough pad of his index finger around the pointed nub, watching me intently while he dropped his head.
As soon as he pulled my nipple between his lips, I clenched the bedding with one hand. Expecting pain, when he sucked on the tip tenderly, I was pushed into a sweet lull. He took his time moving from one to the other, his raspy tongue teasing me into another wash of excitement.
I was thrown by both the electric vibration and the rush of emotions, the latter unacceptable. This wasn’t the beginning of anything. This was an interlude, a slip into fantasy.
He peppered kisses under both breasts and down to my stomach, darting his tongue every few seconds. By the time he reached my belly button, I had my head lolled to the side, the fingers of one hand tugging on his thick tufts of hair.
And the murmurs drifting from my mouth were less like a bird and more like a lion. As he swirled his tongue around my belly button, I opened my legs.
Instead of feeling his hot, wet mouth on my pussy, I felt the weight of him instead. Where I’d enjoyed riding him in the seat of his huge SUV before, this was something entirely different. With his hips moving back and forth, the friction was immediate and pulled another moan.
He remained aloft, running his knuckles down my side, but only for a few seconds. The hunger we shared was even more explosive. I wasn’t surprised by how much I craved the man. It was as if he knew exactly what I needed, learning my body so quickly that there was zero room for complaint.
As soon as he pressed the tip of his cock against my pussy, I arched my back. The gentleness was tossed out the window, replaced with his utter domination of me as he thrust the entire length inside.
The gasp falling past my lips was rough and breathless as my muscles stretched to accommodate his huge girth. “Oh, God. My…” Everything about the feel of his weight, the way he was studying me was amazing.
I gripped his arm, holding him tightly as he drove into me again. With every stroke, his eyes never left mine. I had a sense he wanted me to surrender to his every need, no matter what he asked. He slowed, keeping just the tip inside, peering down at me with eyes penetrating more than just my soul.
He was much more primal, his needs outweighing everything else.
And what was I doing? Letting go. I was finally allowing the hunger I’d experienced for years to crash through the layers of armor, giving into my own desires. My bottom ached, my entire body shaking as he fucked me. His domination was freeing.
I wrapped one leg around him, holding him in place as his force increased.
His muscles were strained, his lips pursed tightly together.
I was breathless, tossing my head back and forth.
The crackle of sensation only increased, pushing me to an incredible new high.
I could barely see out of my eyes, the inability to focus only exacerbating the deep intrinsic need furrowing inside.
Montgomery brought me close to an edge then slowed his actions, barely pumping inside. The combination became too much to bear and within seconds, my nails were doing exactly what he’d hungered for: scratching his arms and shoulders. Yet as the climax rushed closer, his eyes never left mine.
It was powerful to fight the incredible sweep of climactic sensations rolling through me.
“Oh. Yes. Yes…” I jerked up until our lips were pressed together. His breathing was as labored as mine and I could feel his thudding heartbeat.
The orgasm was intense, leaving me breathless with stars floating in front of my eyes. As I started to come down from the high, a moment of pure rapture slipped though me, but the moment was short lived.
I didn’t have a chance to lie and rest on the bed.
The dominating man turned me over, forcing me onto all fours.
Montgomery was full of surprises. He didn’t waste any time, driving his cock inside.
The angle was different, immediately pushing me into another rocketed moment of passion where flames were licking at every inch of skin.
The feeling of him inside was a complete rollercoaster, a swelling of need that I’d never known existed.
As Montgomery’s scent filtered into my system, I was instantly intoxicated, swooning from the way he dug his fingers into my skin.
I bucked against him, finding it difficult to breathe as the hard fucking continued.
I was pushed into such pleasure that I could feel my body shifting, every muscle tensing as another burst of electricity shot through me.
Stars floated in front of my eyes, stealing my ability to focus.
“Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.” My moans matched his husky sounds, my mind spinning more and more as the man refused to stop.
He was so deep inside, his cock filling me completely and I could swear his shaft was swelling inside of me.
I’d never been taken so hard or for so long, my limited experience not memorable on any level.
This was a real man.
No, this was a rugged brute who refused to take no for an answer.
It was as if he was claiming me, staining me with his scent to keep every other man far away.
Just like he’d done with Randy. Just like I hoped he was prepared to do with anyone else.
It was a silly thought, something reserved for people building a relationship, but here I was, longing for something that could never be.
He cracked his hand on my bottom not once but several times, the heat building in my core.
When he raked his fingers down my spine, I shuddered audibly, the sound a strangled mess of labored breaths and husky moans.
The light spanking continued, a reminder that he was a controlling man. Somehow, I found myself wishing he’d use the belt. Where had that come from? His thrusts became even more brutal, so much so I was rocked forward, my hands barely keeping my face was crashing against the pillow.
Within seconds, the wave of another powerful orgasm was close. I knew he sensed it. He gripped my hip with one hand, smacking his palm against my bottom twice more. That was all I could take, the rush too intense.
As the giant beautiful wave of pleasure rolled into me, I threw back my head with a strangled cry. There was nothing but white light in front of my eyes as a climax roared into my system.
“Oh, my… God. I…”
“Yes, baby. Come for me. I want to feel your muscles clamped around my shaft. There’s nothing better than driving my cock deep inside.” His filthy words were so enticing, pulling me into a wild and wonderful vacuum as the orgasm refused to be denied.
I opened my eyes, shaking to the point I could no longer feel my legs, the giant wave crashing over me violently. My pussy muscles clamped then released several times, drawing his cock in even deeper. As I clawed at the bed, shifting back and forth, another orgasm replaced the first.
There was no night or day, no worries or fears. Just the passion we’d fought for so long.
Montgomery refused to stop, thrusting with enough force I was pitched against the bed. Everything was wild and brutal, my heart hammering to the point the sound echoed in my ears.
When he pulled all the way out, I threw my head back, whimpering like the little sparrow he’d accused me of being. “What? Don’t. I mean…” I sounded ridiculous, completely incoherent in my attempt to form a single sentence. “Don’t stop.”
He leaned over, sliding the rough pads of his fingers up and down my spine. His touch created another wave of tingles. When he tangled his fingers in my hair, yanking, I bit back a cry. “I have no intention of stopping. Now, I fuck you in the ass.”
Gasping, I once again clawed the bed, and ripped at the comforter in my attempt to get away.
As he’d done before, he yanked me back, smacking my bottom twice.
“You can’t. You won’t fit.” I sounded so spoiled, but I’d never had a single man fuck me in the ass.
Not one. I’d never contemplated it. I’d never wanted it. I’d never…
“I can and I will.”
I knew I was shaking all over, struggling to breathe as he slid his cockhead down the crack of my ass.
The moment was sinful, pushing another wave of shame into my system. I could feel the heat building on every inch of my exposed skin just like the fire that remained on my ass cheeks.
I could tell I continued to moan, although there was barely any sound coming from my mouth. Even though I kept struggling, there was no getting away from him or what he was about to do. And a big part of me didn’t want to.
When he pushed the tip inside, I expected an explosion of pain as he pounded into me from the start. Yet the excitement overpowered the blast of anguish, creating additional heat between my legs. With his tip barely inside, he rubbed his hand down the length of my back.
“Breathe, my French flower. I’m not going to hurt you.”
I realized his words were meant to be comforting, but I couldn’t stop trembling.
I gripped the bedding with enough pressure my knuckles were white, but the craziest thing was that every cell and muscle tingled in anticipation.
Really? Had I secretly wanted something like this or was my excitement all about the powerful man standing behind me?
His breathing rapid and every sound he issued little more than a husky growl, he pushed another inch inside, stopping just long enough for me to become used to the discomfort. The fact this had never happened before should add to the tension, but I was enthralled by the darkness he’d offered.
My muscles strained to become used to his huge thick and throbbing cock and as I dragged my tongue across my lips, I couldn’t stop a series of moans from erupting.
“That’s it. Breathe. Good girl. Perfect.”
A tiny part of me wanted to snap at him, to push him away as the pain began to blossom, coursing through me like wildfire.
I wasn’t his good girl. I didn’t belong to anyone.
I never would. Never! He continued pushing, sliding his big fat cock deeper and deeper.
There was no possibility of breathing, no chance of regaining what was lost of my sanity.
A raw hint of anguish shattered my senses, a scream erupting from my lips. Then something amazing happened. The pain began to subside, morphing into an entirely different kind of pleasure. I was ripped apart at the seams and put back together as he thrust the remainder of his cock inside.
Then he simply held his position, caressing my bottom and grinding his hips back and forth. “So tight. I adore fucking a woman in the ass.”
“Never… again,” I managed, still shaking like a leaf.
He chuckled, the tone so deep and rich, velvety and comforting. “Yes, I assure you that this will happen again.”
He was so possessive in his actions, so certain that he’d broken through a barrier that would never be forced back to what it was. When he pulled out, driving into me again, I moaned.
When he repeated the move, I whimpered, still quivering from a combination of pain and pleasure.
As he started pounding into me, slamming his groin against my bruised bottom, I was plunged straight into ecstasy.
Everything around me shifted into a wondrous blur, crystals of bubbling light in vibrant colors matching the hard thudding of my heart.
All I knew was that I was hanging my head, no longer fighting him.
There was no way to tell how long he continued thrusting, but every action seemed to be more brutal than the one before. But I did know the moment when he couldn’t hold back any longer, the change in his breathing and the way his body shook a dead giveaway.
I bit back another cry as I squeezed my muscles, the moment of rapture overtaking everything else. As he erupted deep inside, filling me with his hot cum, all I could do was smile.