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Chapter 4

 

DANE

 

I’d slipped into her bedroom ten minutes ago looking for her. I don’t know what made me think she would be in bed waiting for me. I missed that step.

I’d listened to the two of them talking after making sure that the little one wasn’t in the house. For what I had in store for her hot mama, it was better all around if she wasn’t here for this, not this first time anyway. I wasn’t sure how Ilene was going to react to being under me, if she was the quiet type or whatever.

My dick was already straining at the bit and raring to go when I climbed through her window under the cover of darkness, but I’d had to pedal back when I realized that she wasn’t alone.

If I’d had to wait there all night I would’ve, but thank fuck her friend had finally gone. Now I had my hands on her and just as I knew it would, this shit felt right.

I walked her over to the bed with my one hand holding her pussy while the other cupped her tit, which was even better out of her clothes. Then she called a halt and I was about ready to howl at the fucking moon, but she was a female, I should’ve expected this shit.

I guess she needed to talk shit through to make it okay. I’d give her a minute and a half before shit was out of my control. “Are you married?”

“No, of course not.” She was still looking around as if seeking an escape. I could’ve told her there was none, I had her scent now and there was no fucking way she was getting away from me.

“Are you involved with anyone?” She took a minute to answer and for some reason that shit pissed me the fuck off even though I already knew the answer. Then she shook her head in the negative.

I asked her a series of questions before letting her know that I knew more than enough about her already. “I think it only fair to warn you, I know all there is to know about you.”

She digested that for a minute and I have to admit had I been in her shoes I would’ve done the same. This was rather unconventional after all and she didn’t know fuck about me other than I’ve been showing up wherever she was a lot lately.

“So you already knew the answers before you asked me about my past?” Brave girl. “Yep.” I advanced on her and she backed up with her arm stretched out between us as if to hold me off.

“Wait...” She didn’t sound as if she meant that shit, but I’m sure she was thinking about the morals of the situation.

“Nope; get that shit off, you’ve been teasing me with that ass for weeks, time to pay up.” I walked into her and pinned her against the wall. “I’m gonna fuck you so good sweet mama, you’re not gonna give a shit about propriety.”

I let her feel the length and might of the beast that was about to own her, before turning her away from the wall and herding her backwards towards our destination. Enough of this talking shit it was time to seal the deal. Only then will I be able to breathe easy.

“Wait.”

“Shh.” She tried stalling me once again when we reached the bed and I turned her around and leaned her over the edge so I could wrestle my leaking cock from my jeans. He was fucking suffocating in there. “There’s nothing for you to be afraid of.”

I tore the panties from her warm cunt and dropped them to the floor after inhaling her sweet bouquet from the silk. Fuck, I wanted to bury my tongue in that so bad, but I wanted to fuck even more.

“I want you to get on your knees.” She needed a little help climbing up on the bed since her legs seemed to have gone weak.

“Now spread for my fingers.” I closed two fingers together and swiped them along her slit, which I was guessing was already wet.

“Ummm...” I was right. After wetting my fingers in her pussy juice, I eased them all the way into her. “I have to prepare you for my meat, as tight as you are, my shit might tear you…” She fucking whimpered in her throat.

I used my fingers to fuck her to readiness while she made the sexiest sounds I’d ever heard. Cute little sighs and moans that were beyond her control.

And the way she moved against my hand, and pushed her ass back into me as if searching for my cock, was about to get her ass drilled but good.

I tested her with my fingers, going as deep as they could. She was a closer. That’s what I call a pussy that closes back up with under use. It had been a while since she’d been with anyone. As far as my research showed, she’d only had one man in her life. I was about to obliterate his ass from memory; step one of my campaign.

I’d take all the time to reassure her in the morning, but right now I wanted in that pussy. “You’re okay, in a few seconds you’re going to be better than okay.”

That was all I was willing to give her for now, I’ll let the rest speak for itself. My cock bounced out of my hand and smacked her on the ass leaving a trail of pre-cum on her pale ass cheek that was caught in the moonlight coming through the window.

With her body bent and her hands pressed into the mattress, I ran my cockhead up and down her slit making it even wetter. I used one of my knees to open her legs wider before lining up with her pussy and easing in.

Usually I would’ve been more of a gentleman and given her my mouth for a half an hour at least, but my tongue wasn’t in any danger of exploding, my cock was.

“Oww.” She tried looking over her shoulder at me but I pressed her head forward.

“Yeah I know.” I screwed my twelve-inch cock into her silk cunt as she hissed and tried to pull off. “Easy-easy.” Damn her pussy was tight as fuck. I gritted my teeth and eased in all the way until she was almost off her knees and her ass was pressed firmly against my groin.

With one arm wrapped around her throat and the other holding her middle, I pulled her head back and looked down into her wide disbelieving eyes. I’m accustomed to that look, she’d get used to my length with time.

“My name is Dane Nightingale.” I eased out and slid back in again, using the width of my cock to stretch her a little to ease the anaconda like hold she had on my shit.

Her eyes dilated at the action and I squeezed her throat a little to feel the pull in her pussy. She didn’t disappoint, only I think she enjoyed that a little more than I expected.

“Well now!” I grinned down at her as I felt her pussy twitch and juice down the length of my cock meat. I did it again and she almost broke my shit off. Oh we’re going to have so much fun with that.

“Tongue.” She opened her mouth like a little bird and let her tongue peep out shyly between her teeth. Lowering my head the few inches that separated us, I took her tongue between my lips and pulled.

I held her in place with the hand around her middle as I started fucking her. Nice slow strokes at first to get her used to having all of me inside her. I’d never felt anything like her before in my life.

“He fucking left this pussy? What a fucking dick.” I stroked in and out of her from behind as her pussy juiced all over my dick.

I had to move her up on the bed so that I could kneel behind her. I was going to need more traction for this shit. I could already feel that telltale tingle down my spine that forewarned of the danger to come.

“I’m gonna need you to be real fucking brave for the next little while babe. No matter what happens, know that it’s coming from a place of love.” Fuck, I really just said that sappy shit. Oh well, too late to take it back now. Plus it seemed to have a bonus effect. She softened around my cock and her body lost some of the tension.

Had I known that was all she needed I would’ve given her that shit in the beginning. I wasn’t in the habit of climbing through strange women’s windows in the middle of the night for a fuck, but I knew this was a hell of a lot more than that; and soon she will too.

I smoothed my hand down her middle as I stroked in and out of her, using the slight hook in the end of my cock to search out that little rough patch inside a woman that makes them lose their fucking minds.

I knew the moment I hit it because her body jerked and tightened before I found myself holding on for dear life. “Merciful fuck, what the fuck?” I was no longer in control; her pussy took my shit over like she owned it.

I have to admit to being stymied for a hot minute. This shit was purely unexpected, who the fuck would suspect that the timid little housewife was packing this kinda sweet heat? All the same I had to man the fuck up or the next thing you know she’d be running circles around my ass.

I let myself enjoy the sheer sensation of her pussy wrapped around me, pulling at me, before I stopped her with a hand on her hip. Leaning over her back, I pressed her into the mattress before slamming into her.

She clawed at the sheets and pushed her ass back hard, driving me deeper into her belly. With my front pressed firmly to her back I could feel everything that was going on inside her.

Her body lost control and she slid down all the way beneath me until I was literally fucking her into the mattress. Grabbing the back of her head I kept her from suffocating as I fucked her with my whole cock.

She was no longer being careful of her words and what she said to me, I doubt she was even aware of what the fuck was coming out of her mouth; I was though.

“Oh shit, oh fuck, you’re so deep in me.” I’m willing to bet my baby never says a harsh word in her day to day existence. I was also pretty sure that weak fuck had never given her pussy such a workout.

She came on my cock again and clamped down around me as her body shook in pleasure. It was a beautiful thing to behold in the moonlight and I held still letting her do her thing.

I was nowhere near done with her though. There were only a handful of ways for a man to bowl a woman over and own her completely, enslave her if you will.

Fucking her into submission was one of the hardest, but the most effective. Looks like I wasn’t gonna have to play hardball after all, if the way she reacted to my dick was any indication.

“Please.”

“What do you want sweet Ilene? Tell me.” I held still as we both fought for our next breath. I could feel my cock spitting inside her as she throbbed and leaked around me.

A slight tug on her hair got her attention. “Tell me what you want from me.” She tried showing me by pushing back on my cock but I wanted the words.

“Please, more.” I let her get away with that shit for now, but we’ll work on that later. I pulled out and flipped her over before driving back into her.

“Much better.” As much as I like hitting it from behind I wanted to see her face. I came here with an agenda, with shit already worked out in my head, shit that was going to change her life forever. It was a fucked thing to do but I’ll make it up to her later.

I knew that after I took her over she’d have no resistance against me. I’d studied her enough to know her mental state. It’s what I do; study my prey for their weakest spot and attack.

Her eyes shone like gems in the moonlight as I settled between her thighs with my cock buried to the hilt. “This is your new reality, I am your new reality. From now on, this” I placed my hand over her heart before moving it down between us and covering the top of her pussy, “and this, belongs to me.”

Before she could open her mouth to accept or refute my claim I fucked into her hard, lifting her ass into my hands while taking her mouth roughly beneath mine.

Chapter 5

 

ILENE

 

This can’t be happening. Things like this do not happen to women like me. I would pinch myself but I can’t move. He’d taken all my strength, not that I was complaining, if it wouldn’t seem too forward I would ask no beg him to do it again.

I was almost afraid to breathe lest the spell was broken and I woke up to an empty room and cold sheets. The warmth of his body wrapped around mine from behind assured me that this was most definitely real, but how?

I didn’t want to think too much about what was going on here, because if I did I would ask him to get up and leave, I mean that was the right thing to do wasn’t it?

But I didn’t want him to; didn’t really want this dream to end, because it had to be a dream. Tomorrow my life would go back to the same old boring routine, but heaven please let me have the memories.

These thoughts and more raced through my head as I tried to hold my body as still as possible. I tried to catalog the feelings that went through me. From the disbelief that something like this could even happen to me, to the sheer joy of having my body react the way it had.

For too long I had thought myself inadequate, had accepted my ex’s harsh words regarding my incompetence when it came to the bedroom. In one night this man had single handedly erased years of self-doubt. Let’s hope it lasts.

“What are you thinking?” His softly growled words were followed by a squeeze of my tummy. I was brought back to the here and now and the fact that we were still joined, that he was still very much inside of me.

It was almost as if he didn’t want to let me go, a new experience for me. Could this really be my new reality like he said? I felt a loosening inside at the thought.

“Nothing, I’m not thinking anything.” Even my voice sounded different, maybe from all the screaming and moaning I’d done in the last few hours. I’d lost all control there at the end and just let it all hang out. How could I do anything else? He wouldn’t let me. He demanded and took everything that I had to give without question.

“Liar. If you’re making comparisons between me and the asshole be aware that that’s grounds for an ass whipping. I won’t be judged by his standards or anyone else’s for that matter. Forget everything that came before tonight, just put all that shit out of your mind yeah.”

I was holding my breath and my limbs still as he spoke. He has a way of getting his point across without so much as an inflection in his tone. It made me think he was accustomed to giving orders, almost militant like.

“Who…?” Shit I can’t believe I was about to ask this question of a man who’d been in my bed for the better part of six hours. Had it really been that long? Yeah, according to the soreness between me legs it had.

“Who are you exactly?”

“Yours.” For some reason that one word went through me like the sweetest joy. Here I was literally pinned beneath this complete stranger who had climbed through my window in the dead of the night, and instead of fear I felt only need, want.

I gave no thought to anything else as I lifted my leg a little and pushed back against him as I felt that monster start to stir.

“Again?” He was turning my head and feeding me his tongue before the word had died in his lungs. His thick long fingers came down and teased my clit as he moved inside me and it was too much.

My heart couldn’t take much more of this, of him. I was in danger of major overload. All my emotions were tied up in that place between my thighs where he was even now drilling into me with what felt like the longest dick in creation.

I took in everything about the moment, something I hadn’t been able to do before. The way he held me so careful yet forcefully. The way I felt protected, shielded, when he was over me. And most of all the way he looked into my eyes, all the heat I saw reflected in his. Could it all be for me? Could I trust this?

He seemed to know where my mind had drifted because the next thing I knew I was on my back with my legs thrown over his shoulders and he was really pounding the hell out of me.

I was a blubbering mess by the time he was through with me, and the last thing I remember before dosing off; was him drawing me into his arms and kissing my hair. He sighed and settled beside me like he’d done it a million times before.

For some reason, after all that we had shared throughout the long night, that one thing made any lingering doubts or fears I had drift away.

I didn’t sleep for long though, because neither of us seemed able to leave the other for too long, and pretty soon I found myself beneath him again.

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