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e, he could control whether or not I breathed at all.
As much as it aroused me, it also made me livid. I didn’t want to like it and the fact that I did made it that much worse. I had to fight back. I did the only thing I could think of.
I wound my arms around his neck, feigning interest. I wanted him to think I was falling for his alpha nature. Using my body, I curled into him, carefully situating my leg between his thighs. I gripped his shoulders with my fingers, still pressing myself against him, before I pulled back and brought my knee up hard right into his balls.
Swiftly, he outmaneuvered me, twisting his hips out of the way and ensuring that my attack didn’t connect where it was supposed to. He laughed and gripped my upper arm, twisting me around so that my chest pressed against the wall. He took that arm and twisted it behind my back, thoroughly manhandling me into place. His chest pressed against my back and his other hand wound back around my throat.
“You forget, baby girl, I’ve watched you do this before. Over and over again when you did it to my cousin and knocked him to his knees,” he said softly, and my stomach fell. I tried to twist out of his grasp, but he was too strong, and he had me at a disadvantage pressed up against the wall like this.
My inner walls fluttered with need and my nipples pebbled hard beneath my dress, feeling the rough surface of the stone through the thin fabric. He removed his hand from my throat and my cheek pressed against the wall. He traced down the line of my spine, pausing as he caressed my backside through the cloth of the sundress.
“Such a beautiful little thing,” he murmured.
My pussy clenched tightly at his words. Although he was demanding more than I wanted to give, the way he was doing it was deeply arousing. I felt appreciated. Beautiful.
Desired.
It made me want to give myself to him, even though I shouldn’t. I was his captive. I didn’t know if this man was protecting me or if he would be my downfall, but I sincerely did not want to find out.
I just wanted to go home.
Why was I so wet then? Why did I want to bare myself? Why did I like being forced against a wall while he touched me like this?
Fucking why?
His hand grew more aggressive, squeezing my bottom in his fingers, and I gasped as my pussy tightened with pleasure. I found myself wondering what those thick fingers would feel like inside me and what it would be like if he made me come that way.
He moved his hand and then he pressed his hips against mine, making me groan with desire as I felt the evidence of his own arousal against my ass. He was hard for me. Not only that, but he felt enormous, far larger than anyone I’d ever taken before. I could scarcely breathe, the fire burning inside of me flaring to life even more strongly than I thought possible.
He held his cock against me for a moment longer, before he took me by the wrist and led me over to the bed. He propelled me forward and I was left with no choice but to follow him unless I wanted to land on my face on the freshly polished hardwood floor beneath my feet.
With purpose, he sat down on the bed and jerked me forward hard enough that I landed over his thighs. For several seconds, I stilled, not knowing what to do. I’d never been overpowered like this in my life and I didn’t quite know how to handle it.
He palmed my ass very slowly then, as if he was sending a message that he could touch me wherever he liked, and I couldn’t do anything to stop it. I pressed my hands against the bed and tried to push myself up and off of him, but he wound one arm around my hips and locked me in place.
His fingers closed and gripped the fabric of the gown and then he started doing the unthinkable. He began to pull my dress up, slowly enough so that I was aware of exactly what he was doing. I suddenly remembered the fact that I had no panties on. He’d be able to see the entirety of my naked backside and even worse, everything between my legs. There would be no hiding the fact that I was wet for him. He’d be able to see all the evidence of my arousal that he wanted, and I couldn’t do anything about it.
I kicked my feet against the floor. I tried to twist my hips. I attempted to push myself off of him, but nothing worked. He was far bigger and stronger than me and it quickly became clear that no matter what I did in order to try to escape, I wasn’t getting away.
He was going to lift my dress and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
The thin fabric edged up along my thighs exceedingly slowly, making me anticipate the terrible and incredibly arousing moment when he bared me completely. I found myself wondering if he would like what he saw, if he would be put off by the wetness between my thighs, and it left me feeling decidedly off-balance and unsure.
Raw desire pulsed deep in my core and a jolt of passion raced down my spine, causing my pussy to tighten with need.
I didn’t want to like it, but I did. Did I like it because I didn’t have the slightest choice about it?
The moment the fabric of my dress lifted high enough to reveal the lower curve of my backside, I gasped. The chilly air caressed my nakedness and as he pushed the gown even higher, I moaned with shame, knowing that my pussy was also bare and my thighs were wet. I tried to press my legs together, but I knew that in this position there would be no way I could hide it. He traced his finger across the backs of my thighs, and I felt myself flush with heat when those very same digits glided across the slickness that had already gathered there.
He didn’t say anything about my arousal at that point and I was exceedingly grateful for it.
The warmth of his palm traced against my naked bottom then and I swallowed nervously as I waited for what was to happen next.
“Have you ever been put over a man’s knee before, baby girl?”
“Stop calling me that,” I demanded, feeling that I should because I was a grown woman. I protested those words, but at the same time they made my pussy quiver with need. I was afraid to admit what that might mean.
“I will call you whatever I like. You’d do best to remember that,” he warned. “Now answer the question.”
