7. Roman
ROMAN
She can’t be serious. She has to know that she can’t outrun me, and even if she could, we’re so far out in the middle of nowhere that she’d never be able to get away without me finding her.
“You know I can catch you,” I tell her.
My stomach goes tense as she takes a step back toward the door. I take one too, keeping the distance between us.
“You could kill me if you wanted,” she says slowly. “You can obviously kidnap me. And you can catch me too?”
Her eyes keep moving, glancing over her shoulder, then back to me. She’s taking quick, excited breaths. And then it hits me.
I know what she’s doing.
She’s provoking me. Teasing me. Taunting me.
She wants something from me, and God help me, I’m more than willing to give it to her.
My cock starts pulsing harder as I stare at her radiant eyes. It’s been pounding painfully under my pants ever since we got off the road and pulled up to the cabin. But until now, my adrenaline was spiked too high to focus on anything other than getting her out of harm’s way. Getting her safe.
“So would you catch me, Roman?” she asks. Her voice is pitched higher than usual. Her lips are twisted in the corners, and her eyes are glimmering like light on the ocean as she rocks back and forth, swaying her hips seductively.
I can never lose this girl. Never.
“You know I would, Annie,” I say, stepping closer. “You can’t get away from me.”
“Oh, I can’t? You’re too big and too strong and too fast for me, Roman?”
Christ, this girl is a vixen. A devil and an angel all rolled into one. She’s got another fantasy in mind, maybe from one of her books, and she wants to play it out with me.
Okay, my angel. My devil. Let’s go.
“Don’t do it,” I growl, looking down at her, warning her with my eyes. “You won’t make it.”
“You don’t think so?”
Her cheeks are red like raspberries. Her lips are wet and pink, just like her pussy.
“I’ll catch you. And when I catch you, I’ll be forced to punish you.”
That one gets her. Annie’s eyes flare, and she lets out a tiny little gasp.
“Punish me?” she repeats. “Gosh, that sounds—”
Without finishing, she whirls, wrenches the door open, and dashes out into the night.
Here we go.
She leaps off the porch, nearly colliding with the truck. I chase after her as she cuts hard into the shadows, sprinting through the trees as fast as her little legs can carry her.
My heart is racing. Not from the running. I’m in incredible shape. No, something else has me going right now, and it’s the exact same thing that has her going.
The thrill of the chase.
This little fantasy of hers feels like it was meant for us. I mean, come on, what other couple out there chases each other through the woods?
Couple? Did I just say that?
Christ, I’ve barely just met this girl, and in my mind, we’re already together. Soon, I’ll make it official.
My eyes stay locked to her silhouette a few yards ahead of me. I could catch her right now, but where’s the fun in that?
She squeals as she leaps the stream. The dirt on the bank gives out under her foot, and she falls forward. My stomach instantly tenses up. It wasn’t a hard fall, but she could have hurt herself.
Thankfully, she gets up and keeps running. And so do I.
I jump the stream and race after her, following her hair as it blows in the wind and the tiny little trail of giggles she leaves behind.
“Can’t catch me!” she shouts, laughing.
This is the most fun I’ve had in years. I can’t even remember a time when I didn’t feel cold inside, flat, emotionless. Dead. I actually feel myself starting to smile as I pick up the pace.
Closing in on her, I reach out and grab her by the wrist. Just hard enough to let her know I’m on her.
She yelps with glee and tears her arm away, then cuts hard to the right. She puts the trunk of a massive maple between us and pokes her head out from the side, eyes gleaming in the moonlight.
I dart left, she goes right. I dart right, she goes left.
“Got you now,” I growl.
Somehow, Annie looks even more beautiful now than she ever has. She’s sweating and gasping for breath, but she’s smiling and laughing. Having the time of her life.
“Uh-uh,” she prods back.
“You’re mine.”
I feint to the left, and she goes right. Grabbing the tree, I swing myself around to her side. Her eyes go wide as she realizes she’s been caught, and she cries out as I snatch her up by the waist and toss her over my shoulder.
Yelping and laughing, she pounds her tiny fists helplessly against my back as I carry her back through the woods to the cabin.
Up until now, I thought the darkness in my soul had ruined me. I thought I’d never find love. I didn’t want to. Losing someone again, like I lost my mom, would be too much for me.
But Annie doesn’t just accept me and my darkness. She understands it. She loves it. She wants it.
We didn’t just happen to run into each other. We were made for each other.
“Help! Help!” she shouts gleefully. “I’ve been kidnapped!”
I chuckle. She knows what she’s doing is pointless. Nobody can hear her. We’re in the middle of the woods. But she’s having fun, and that’s all that matters.
“See? Caught you. Just like I said I would.”
My cock is seriously hurting now. I’m fully erect. My tip is swollen and pressing painfully against my zipper with every single step. My balls are aching, filled with more cum for her tight little pussy.
This girl brings out the beast in me.
“You can’t get away from me, Annie,” I say. “Not now. Not ever.”
She squirms even more when we reach the cabin. The door is still open, so I just carry her inside and kick it shut behind us. I’m so fucking hungry for her. So horny it’s almost like we didn’t just fuck less than an hour ago.
My cock is screaming to be let loose.
There’s no waiting. I need her now.
I carry her to the table, set her down, and bend her over. Her jeans hug her hips and ass like they were tailored to her fit. All it takes is one hand to pop the button and tug the zipper down, and then I’m pulling them down to her ankles, leaving her completely exposed and open to me.
“Roman…” she whimpers as I take my cock out and set it down on her lower back.
Her ass is divine. Fucking perfect, and it has me drooling like a starving man at a buffet. I spank her right cheek, and I spank it hard.
She cries out, and I spank her again, this time on her left cheek.
“That was a very bad thing you did, my little Annie,” I growl into her ear, pinning her arms behind her back with one hand. “So now you’re going to be a good girl and give this pussy to Daddy.”
“I was a bad girl, Daddy.” She nods, arching her back even more. “I should be punished, shouldn’t I?”
My hunger for her reaches new heights.
“You will be.”
I grab her cheeks, both red with the imprint of my big hand on her creamy, smooth skin. Both holes have me drooling as I spread her open. My milky white spend drips from her hole and down her thighs as I press my swollen tip into her folds.
She tenses up as I press inside.
“It hurts, Daddy,” she whines. “You’re so big.”
“That’s right. But you love the pain, don’t you?” Annie nods feverishly. “And after trying to run away from me, you deserve the pain.”
“I shouldn’t have run. I know that now.”
Our little game is about to break me. My balls are aching, and my cock is ready to explode. And I’m barely even inside her. I’ve barely started to fuck her.
I have to hold out. Give Annie what she needs.
Biting the inside of my cheek, I snatch a fistful of her hair and bring my lips to hers. But I don’t kiss her. I stare into her beautiful eyes, the eyes that will be mine forever, and inhale her scent, flooding my lungs with it.
My whole body is on fire for her. My angel. My goddess. My partner.
“Keep that back arched and that ass out,” I tell her, my voice low. “Let Daddy have his way with you.”
She cries out as I thrust inside, bottoming out in her pussy, the tip of my cock thumping against her cervix. Fuck, she’s even tighter than I remember. It could be the angle, but I don’t think so. I think she’s just that incredible.
It takes every ounce of willpower I have to keep from coming, to keep myself from unloading as I rut deeper into her sweet walls, pounding my hips forward.
My thighs slap against her ass, and my balls slap her juicy clit with every thrust. I’m overcome.
Overwhelmed. Restraining myself is becoming less possible by the second.
Am I fucking her too hard?
Damned if I know. But she’s taking it, so I keep giving it to her.
“You’re Daddy’s little fuck doll, aren’t you?”
Annie’s jaw drops. She lets out a long, deep moan. “Yes!”
With each thrust, the table scrapes across the floor, all the way across the hardwood until it backs into the wall. I’m so close.
She’s just too goddamn good. Too tight. Too wet. I look down at her ass, and my vision starts to blur as I watch it bounce with every thrust of my cock. In and out. In and out. It’s so goddamn good that I have to look away before I explode.
“I own that pussy now,” I say, rutting deep, making her feel every raw inch. “It belongs to me.”
“Yours…” she mutters.
I capture her mouth with mine. We kiss like two starving wild animals who’ve just found food. Our tongues dance against each other as I slide a hand up her shirt and knead her tits. She moans into my mouth and bucks back against me.
I’m fucking her hard, but she wants even more.
So I give her more.
“Look what you do to Daddy,” I snarl, tightening my grip on her hips. “I can’t hold back. I can’t be soft with you. I should be gentle with your fresh little cunt, but I can’t.”
“I love it, Daddy. Keep talking to me.”
“You’ve seen the gentleman, but now you see the monster. And it’s all your fault.”
Annie sips a deep breath as her eyes roll back in her head. She’s losing herself, and so am I. The soft, hot, wet walls of her pussy are starting to clench down, and my body is starting to stiffen.
Pull out? Fuck no. Not a chance.
Pulling out is for women you don’t want to get pregnant.
“You take it like such a good girl,” I growl, slowing my strokes but putting all my weight behind them. The edge of the table actually blunts through the drywall, leaving a noticeable hole. “Now take my cum.”
My cock flexes, and I feel the first hot spurt of my release spray into her soaked folds.
“Oh my God, I feel it!” she cries out.
She bursts like a lightning bolt, her pussy clamping down on my cock with rhythmic spasms like she’s trying to milk every drop of my cum out of me. I reach between her legs and rub her clit, causing her entire body to jolt so hard she nearly falls off the table.
But I grab her by the hips and hold her up, spraying more and more of my seed into her pussy as her adorable little frame shakes and quivers, overwhelmed by ecstasy.
I wish I was filming this moment so I could replay it again and again.
But it doesn’t matter. I’ll spend the rest of my life giving Annie what she needs.
She’s a horny little devil that can’t get enough, and she’s awoken a desire in me so fierce it will never be suppressed.
So if that means fucking each other so much we never get anything done, then so be it.
“Oh my God, Daddy,” she manages to mewl, her eyes clamped shut and her jaw tight. “It feels so good.”
My hips keep moving, grinding into her tightness, filling her until she can’t take any more. My balls are empty. I bury my inches as her body lets out one last quiver, and I collapse on top of her.
I run my hand through her hair, brushing it gently with my fingers.
If there was any doubt, it’s gone now. Annie is fully mine.
Mine.
We both gasp as I slip out of her. She collapses onto her back, sucking in deep breaths of air. My cock is still hard as I pick her up and carry her into the bedroom. I give her a kiss on the forehead, then go out back to grab the rope.
She has a dreamy look of satisfaction on her face when I come back in, but her eyes are still closed.
“That was amazing,” she mumbles as I tie one end of the rope to the backboard.
“It sure was.”
“We should do more stuff like that in the future—”
Her voice stops as I slide the rope around her wrists and pull the knot tight. My heart is thumping like a drumline as I stare down at her, watching as she processes her situation.
“What is this?” she asks.
“You were a bad girl,” I reply. “And I can’t have you running off again.”
Annie’s jaw drops. Her eyes blaze up at me. I slide into bed and wrap an arm around her.