I didn’t know the Raze who was staring back at me, and I realized I’d made a terrible mistake in pissing him off. Yet I couldn’t move, couldn’t swallow, could barely breathe, even when he slowly came around the counter and began walking my way. The closer he got, the faster my heart beat. I shivered as the predatory look in his eyes caused a wild and unexpected hunger to move over me. He was hard! I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
“Do you know what I think, Rosa?” I shook my head slowly, too mesmerized by the whole bad boy thing he had going on. He moved right up against me and wrapped his hand around my throat. “I think you need a good, hard fuck,” he snarled between his teeth, his nose touching mine.
I opened my mouth in shock, and Raze slammed his down over mine, stealing my breath away. At the same time I was aware that he was walking me backwards to somewhere, the hand at my throat guiding me with a firm grasp. I could feel the tension in his taut body, could sense that he was barely holding on by a thread before his control slipped completely. The question filtering through my mind was what control was he trying to maintain? Did he want to hurt me, or fuck me?
I whimpered beneath his punishing mouth and thrusting tongue. He took, demanded, and conquered. God, the scent of tobacco and leather stimulated my senses. The lingering taste of beer and something not unpleasant in his warm mouth tantalized my taste buds. I thrust my tongue back against his eagerly. My lower back came up against something hard, but before I could decipher what it was Raze had spun me around and pushed me over the back of the sofa.
I caught my breath at the vulnerable position and started to stand up, but he placed a hand at the back of my neck and held me down. “Don’t move!” he ordered in a threatening tone.
“What are you doing?” I tried again to lift my upper body, but he was too strong for me. My cheeks turned hot when I felt the draft on my exposed bottom where the material of my shirt had moved up. With one hand pinning me down at the back of my neck, Raze’s other hand grazed my naked ass.
“I said, ‘don’t move,’” he growled, running his fingers down the crack of my ass to my bare pussy. I closed my eyes and moaned, because that’s what his touch did to me. “Fuck, I knew you’d be wet.” His finger wiggled beyond the seam to my pussy. “I knew you wanted it.”
I didn’t like the hard rasp of his confident tone, but couldn’t deny the pleasure his exploring fingers were giving me. He ran them up and down my labia, going deeper each time until he separated the plump flesh and inched inside. His animal growl was backed up by his fingers sinking deeply into my pussy.
“Oh!” I hadn’t meant to sound it out loud, but it was a natural response to the invasion of my body. Raze worked his fingers in and out several times, until my hips began to meet each thrust with growing enthusiasm. I nearly lost it when he found my throbbing clit. He was merciless, too, flicking and pinching it, but in a way that turned the mild pain to immense pleasure.
He knew what he was doing.
I was going to come. I could feel my orgasm rushing toward the peak, but right before it reached the point of no return Raze yanked his fingers away. I was left bent over the couch and gasping, but not for long. His fingers were against my ass and I could tell by his actions that he was undoing his pants. The rustle of noise indicated that he’d kicked his shoes, and then his jeans, away. Surprise made me squeal when he first bit, and then kissed, a quivering butt cheek, and then he I felt him line up the head of his cock to the entrance of my pussy.
“Hold on, baby,” he growled just before ramming his hard shaft into me all the way. We both sounded out at the impact.
My eyes grew round as my body protested at his wide girth, but it didn’t last long. Raze remained still, letting me adjust to the sheer size of him, not moving until the muscles inside of me had relaxed enough to accommodate his size. For the first time I noticed his hands were on my hips, holding us together with a strength that I knew would leave bruises. After a few seconds he pulled out slowly, only to push back in again, settling into a steady rhythm that slowly drove me insane.
So many times I thought I was going to explode with release, and so many times Raze would halt long enough for my orgasm to lose steam. “Damn you!” I cried out, after he’d done this about four times. His only response was a grunt, and a hard slap on the bottom. At first it had hurt, but after a while the burning sting left behind would signal a pleasure beyond words. “Raze−” I wailed, all but begging him to let me come.
“Remember what I said, baby?” He growled, moving his mouth close to my ear. “You get nothing unless I give it to you.” His thrusts were fast, deep, and filled me to the core. “I knew your cunt would be like this, tight and wet around my dick, squeezing it good.” I felt his teeth tug on my ear. “I’m gonna fucking come so hard in your tight, little pussy.”
I moaned at his filthy words as he pounded into me from behind. He took his cock out, and ran the hot, wet tip up and down my ass, pausing at my anus. I stiffened instinctively, but Raze only explored the area.
“When the time comes you’ll take my dick here, too,” he said, making it sound like a threat.
I didn’t say anything, because the thought of Raze fucking me in the ass secretly turned me on, even as it frightened me. But right now I wanted him back in my pussy, where I was wet and throbbing for that climax. “Raze.” I heard the pleading in my tone and didn’t care. His rough, unsympathetic laugh told me that he knew what I wanted. He didn’t care either. Maybe this was part of the punishment he had planned for me. Teasing me over and over and never giving me release.
He moved slightly, I felt his mouth against my flesh right at the small of my back, and his hand at my pussy. As he moved slowly over me, the heat of his open mouth was torture in itself. Then I felt his teeth graze lightly over one cheek of my ass as he continued his travel downward. I gasped sharply when his fingers entered me in a slow penetration meant to draw out the pleasure. My hips thrust back, seeking more, but his hard slap on my butt had me doing the opposite. I whimpered. He’d meant business with that slap. My hot flesh felt as if he’d branded it.
“This is to give me pleasure,” he rasped gruffly, leaving me confused. “Not you, Rosa.”
“You can’t stop me from feeling,” I said.
He grunted, but didn’t stop his slow, delicious torture of my senses. When I felt his fingers slip from my body and his mouth cover my pussy, nothing, not even the threat of another painful slap, could keep me from letting my pleasure be known. I moaned loudly, and deeply, my whole body quivering with gratification. The heat of his breath, the glide of his tongue, the scrape of his whiskers, and the aggressive movement of his mouth all worked at pulling my orgasm from me, in a violent, earth-shattering release.
“Put some cream on my tongue, baby.”
My hips bucked as a powerful climax gripped me. I cried out with the intensity, unable to do anything except take the road Raze was forcing me to travel. His hands were brutal against my hips, his mouth locked tightly around my pussy as his tongue relentlessly thrust into my body through my release. The feeling was so overwhelming that I wondered if I could survive it. I came down slowly, trembling violently because Raze refused to release me.
He pulled his mouth away, but before I could collapse against the couch he thrust forward and a different, harder muscle was filling my body. His groan followed, and then he started to piston in and out of my pussy, grunting each time he bottomed out. I felt his heavy balls slapping against the back of my thighs, and surprisingly, another orgasm building in my core. As if sensing that, Raze’s hand moved around me until he was able to manipulate my clit.
“Oh, God!” I couldn’t take much more, tightening my internal muscles around the fullness inside me. My body was moving in time with his, and as our speed picked up so did our breathing. It was clear that the end was near.
“That’s it, Rosa, tighten those muscles around my dick!”
I did, gladly. My reward was hearing his grunt and then feeling a brief shudder of his big body. And then it happened. Raze moved faster, if that were possible, ramming his cock inside me even deeper until he slammed home one final time, and held.
“Fuuuck!” he roared, his whole body growing taut.
Ohmygod! I could actually feel his release inside my body. It triggered mine and my second, intense climax merged with his. We bucked and strained against each other, gasping for breath until our orgasms slowly waned into pleasurable, trembling aftershocks.
Then reality set in and I realized that we hadn’t used protection.