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Cree grabs both of my ankles, pulling them out from under me, and I fall flat on my face. I feel his tight grip on my shoulder right before he flips me over and covers my body with his. He grabs the back of my head, twisting his fingers into my hair, and pulls my head back sharply. His legs cover mine, and his other hand grasps my throat.
“No more of that,” he says harshly. “You need to learn your place, slut. You’re going to do what I say, or you are going to regret it.”
I try to struggle, but he has me completely pinned. He tightens the grip on my hair.
“You ready to obey now?”
I can’t move my head, so I have to glance down to look at his face. I could use the safeword now if I want to, but nothing about this makes me want to stop. My skin is tingling, and the feeling of his weight on me is causing my body to throb with anticipation.
“There’s no escaping this. Comply, and maybe you won’t get hurt.”
I close my eyes and swallow hard. I nod as much as I can, and when I open my eyes again, Cree smiles maliciously at me.
“That’s a good little slut.” Cree releases me and leans back on his heels. “Now get back on your knees and spread those legs.”
Slowly, I roll myself over and pull me knees in. I place my hands on the floor, fingers spread, and move my legs apart. I feel his hand on the back of my neck, pushing me down until my head is against the floor.
“This…is…mine!” He slams into me, jarring me forward. He doesn’t pull back, but pushes forward, grinding into me until I’m screaming again. My body convulses, tightening around his cock as he grinds and grinds and grinds.
“Ahh!” I cry out again as another wave hits me. I almost collapse, but Cree holds my hips as he begins to thrust again, harder and faster than before.
I feel sweat dripping onto my back. My knees shake and my arms ache, but the feeling is incredible. Every sense is heightened. I feel as if every nerve in my body is firing all at once. My head spins, and he continues on.
Cree suddenly cries out, painfully tightening his grip on my hips as he comes. A moment later, we both drop to the floor in a pile of sweat, completely exhausted.
My thoughts are jumbled. The experience was absolutely fantastic, but admitting I’d enjoyed it seems so utterly and completely wrong. I’m also not sure what to think of Cree’s obvious preferences. What kind of guy likes that? Have I been wrong to trust him?
No, I don’t believe I have been. I do trust Cree, and he hasn’t done anything to make me feel otherwise. Though the whole incident has left me feeling more satisfied than I think I ever have, I still feel slightly uneasy as well.
“Holy shit, Kas.” Cree rolls to his back and places his hand on his chest, breathing hard. “That was a workout.”
“For me, too.”
“You put up a good fight.” He grins as he reaches over and strokes my arm.
“Is that really what you wanted?” I ask. My tone is accusatory though I don’t mean it to sound like that. I try to soften my words. “When you said before about how you like it rough, is this what you meant?”
“Yeah, it is.” He looks away from me and up at the ceiling.
I can’t tell in the low light, but I think he might be blushing. He pulls his hand away from my arm.
“Is this what you really like?” I ask. “I mean, is this why you like rope, too? Because it’s like, um, it’s like…” I can’t quite finish the sentence.
“Because it simulates rape,” Cree says bluntly.
“Yeah, that.”
“You understand the difference between fantasy and reality, right?” Cree’s voice sounds harsh.
“Well, yeah,” I reply, somewhat defensively. “Of course.”
“That’s what it is—fantasy. My deepest, darkest fantasy is to rape someone.”
I swallow hard as I consider his words, remembering my own dark thoughts from the past.
“I’ve had those kinds of fantasies, too.” I take a deep breath and try to figure out exactly what I want to say. “I guess I just never thought about acting on them.”
“You’re worried.” Cree’s words are a statement, not a question.
