“I do, I am asking you to be yourself and let go of your control and fuck me.” His irises darken at my words, losing some of the metallic shine. He doesn’t speak as he stands there watching me warily. “Or would you rather be sweet and tender with me and then go out to fuck Alice how you really need later?” His eyes narrowed to slits as I feel him getting worked up at my words.
No going back. You have to do it. You can’t love him if you don’t accept every part of him. Steeling my resolve I push forward in my verbal assault, waiting for him to snap.
“Or are you scared to show me the real you? Scared to let me see who you are as you cower behind a mask everyday. How long do you think you will last before one day you just snap. Finally losing your control? Then what?” Still nothing as he stands there unmoving. Time to turn it up a little. “Or maybe I’m the one that desires your lack of control and if you can’t give it to me, maybe I will go find a man who can give me what I need just as you have found elsewhere.”
Snap. I practically hear the switch flip in his mind at my words. Grabbing hold my arms he spins me slamming me back into the wall behind where he just stood. The force of my body causes it to shake slightly, as my head roughly hits against the sheetrock. Shoving my hands over my head he holds them farther up than I can reach causing me to have to stand on my toes. His grip is punishingly tight on my wrists, as he holds them above me.
“Is this what you want?” He spits out in anger at having pushed him too far. “I swear to you Liliana, if you ever allow another man to touch you, I will kill him in front of you as I make you watch.” His tone is icy and venomous. Gripping my shorts in one hand he pushes them down my hips. They fall to the floor beneath us. My pulse starts to race as the darkness starts to rise up inside of him. His eyes dilated, scarcely leaving behind a small ring of silver. He moves his hand over my bare waist pushing up past my stomach as he grabs hold of my breasts, bunching my shirt in the process. Dropping his hand to the back of my thighs he lifts me up wrapping my legs around him as he releases my arms, pinning my back into the wall. Using his now free hands he removes the shirt over my head with a rough upward jerk.
Dropping his head he wastes no time as he sucks on my breasts, scraping my nipple slightly with his teeth as he does. I suck in a breath at how sensitive they are at the slight graze. Reaching down toward my center, he slides a finger through my already aroused folds.
“Does my darkness turn you on? You're already dripping wet.” I can hear the dark edge of approval in his voice. Without warning he pushes a finger inside me. I hiss out at the sudden change as my body works to adjust around it. Using his thumb he circles against my clit as he pushes in and out of me. Just as it starts to draw the familiar hum of pleasure he forces another finger inside. Pushing back the release as my body fights to adjust once again. I draw in a sharp breath at the assault.
“If you can’t handle this you won’t be able to handle my cock buried deep inside of you.” Determined to see this through and prove to him I can handle what he needs, I focus on the feel of the movements. Drawing back the coil of pleasure that returns building more at his rough touches. A moan escapes my lips as I feel myself getting already closer to the edge. Pulling his hand away from me, I feel him work the buttons on his pants before I hear the fabric settle onto the floor. I feel his hard cock eagerly push against me at being released from the constrictions.
Lifting me slightly he positions himself so I can feel the tip of his cock against my opening. My body tenses up in anticipation, preparing for it to hurt.
Pushing upward into me slightly he stops before growling out, “relax, stop tensing your body.” Trying to force myself to relax at his command, he pushes forward a little more before reaching up and pinching one of my nipples between his fingers. The slight pain and pleasure at the action distracts me from my thoughts of him entering me. Feeling me relax he inches himself in. I can tell he is holding back, straining to go slow. I can feel it in the jerkiness of his movement when all he wants is to slam into me.
I feel my body stretching to adjust to his length and size as he settles farther inside of me. My breathing is slightly erratic at the foreign feeling and uncomfortable pressure. When he is finally fully inside he stops moving entirely. I am grateful as I feel the pain of my body protesting against his size.
He slowly starts moving his body against me, pushing himself in and out. I try to focus on the feel as he pushes back in feeling a slight buzz at each thrust. Slowly the pain starts to fade away as I focus elsewhere, though I can still feel it under the pleasure that starts to return. Soon I feel
