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A slow,vicious smile spreads across his face. My traitorous body melts as I watch his eyes darken knowing he’s won. Thinking I can throw him off balance, I shove him hard as I can pitching my body to the left.
For half a second, I think I’m free until I feel his hard ass hand snake around my neck snatching me back. My feet leave the ground when I take flight. The world tilts for a panicky second. My body is pushed against the cool glass of the window.
Breath rushes from my body. My head glances off the glass and my eyes smart from the sting. He is not being gentle. I don’t want gentle from him. I want the real him. No careful lover. I want him to show me the monster that lives inside.
“I. Said. Don’t. Fucking. Run.” He kicks my legs open wide. A combination of fear and hot anticipation have left them feeling like Jell-O.
A smile of pure evil kicks at the corner of his mouth. He leans in so close his breath heats my skin, his tongue flicks out first tasting then sucking my earlobe into his mouth.
I can feel every inch of him when he presses in again. His dick is so hard. It feels so fucking good. A whimper escapes my mouth.
“I can smell your pussy, little bitch. What are you running for?” He sneers low into my ear sending shivers through my traitorous ass body. This slutty girl is weak for this man.
“I don’t want this,” I say, lying through my teeth not daring to look up into his all too knowing eyes.
“Really?” Doubt resonates around us like a blast warning the challenge will be accepted and tested to its fullest.
In one swift movement he’s moving my wet panties to the side and sliding two of his fingers inside my pussy. He pumps and curls. Thrusts deep, pulling out to tease my clit with vicious promise. He pulls the two drenched digits out holding them between us, the evidence dripping from his fingers as viscous evidence of my lie before taking his forefinger and sucking it clean then pressing his middle finger between my lips and making me suck my essence off. He pushes it back far enough to test my gag reflex before slowly retreating.
“She says different, little liar.” He gives me a rakish grin before his eyes cloud with menace. “Open.” I do.
He sucks my flavor off my tongue in that kiss. I moan against the luscious devouring possession. I can’t keep my breath he’s taking it all. I moan against him needing more, so much more. Every time he’s touched me has only primed me for more. I’ve been waiting for his loving for so long. My body is about to combust, and he’s barely touched me. I can’t get close enough to him. His scent is all-encompassing. I want to get in his skin.
His hand cups me and I nearly come from the pressure. I’m so caught up in the pleasure, I’m not ready for the hard smackon my pussy sending me to my knees when he releases me at the same time.
Hot shuddering spasms rack through my body. Tears spring to my eyes. A heavy hand wraps around my messy bun dragging me to my feet.
“I told you I would be spanking this hot little pussy for your defiance. The last person who kicked me, I fed him his foot.” He looks up as if reminiscing, then shaking his head he looks at me his eyes hard. Cupping my chin, he says, “You’re very lucky, little wife, I have use for you.” His voice is so calm devoid of emotion as if someone else has slid in the place of the man whose eyes burned with passion a moment ago. The smile that blossoms is for me but not one I’ve seen from Hisashi before.
“Keep fighting. I like when you do that.” His kiss is all-consuming, devouring, but cold, so chillingly erotic. He said to fight, but the moment I move my head, the hand clamped in my tresses tightens. He groans, leaning in, grinding. Fucking me with his clothes on. If not for the material separating us, he’d be inside me. I feel every tantalizing slide of his dick as he rubs against me. He aims himself to brush my clit over and over. I can’t help but ride him. I’m his puppet. His doll to maneuver however he wishes. I let him use me. Meeting every movement, I’m so caught up that when the second orgasm slams into me, I’m calling his name, “Hisashi.”
He holds me against the wall, muttering, in Japanese. I can’t really catch it and assume I’m mishearing the words, “Not him.”
“Hisashi,” I say again.
He stills, eyes half-mast. He’s panting. His dick is still pressed deeply against me. Stepping back, his hand finds my ruined panties, and he rips them from my body. The sting has me curling into myself. Eyes on me, he unbuckles, unzips freeing himself. His stiff, long staff rises high and hard between us.
Looking down, I watch as he fists the heavy flesh.
“Look at your husband when he fucks you for the first time in ten years.” My eyes fly to his. Gaze dark with lust, hot with passion and more than a tinge of anger, he notches the thick head of his dick at my entrance. “Watch me split this motherfucker open, little wife. No, you put me where you want me,” he demands, dropping his hand.
Watching as my trembling fingers circle his massive dick bringing it to my pussy lips, I bite my lip rubbing him against my aching slit. My heart is beating so hard. I’m scared. I remember how it hurt that first time. It’s been ten years since a man has been inside me. He’s not going to be gentle. He never was before. He hates me now. I know it with every fiber of my being. Still, I press down inviting him in.
“Fuuccck, little dove,” he groans, his hand slapping hard against the window as he’s easing the head of his dick into me. I can feel the window vibrate against the force of the blow but he’s not hurting me. No, he is being achingly careful. Still, he’s so big — too big for my tender flesh.
“It’s too much,” I whine, pressing my head back while trying to watch what he’s doing.
“And you’re going to take it too,” he grits, his gaze tracking from my eyes to where we’re joined. He bites his lips giving me no quarter.
I press my hand against his hard abs trying to slow him down, but he remains persistent pushing in with slow relentless pressure. The rasp hurts so good. I don’t know if I want to push him away or pull him close and grind down on his big ass dick.
“Hi—”
“Shh,” he hushes me. “I got you, little one.” Lifting my leg, angling it wide, he presses in. Making the breath seize in my chest. My heart is thudding so hard my body is vibrating with it. It’s like he’s in my fucking chest.
“Breathe goddammint,” he grits.
