Control
The effort it took not to ram himself home and
fuck her senseless- although that would have worked too- had paid
off. Taking the time to be gentle, ignoring his throbbing cock
had been worth it in the end. She was a willing participant in
her own demise. Voluntarily now, her hands sought him out, slid
against his cool skin, defining muscle, gripping his ass, pulling
him closer. Her legs, soft and supple, slid sensuously down his
legs, rubbing at the hair, stroking him with her feet.
He pulled partway out of her slick, hot channel shuddering as her
inner muscles clamped down on the tip of his thick shaft in
protest. Goddamn, she was tight. If she hadn't been so wet, this
would be painful for the both of them. As it was, the sweet
torture of sliding between her slick folds made him wonder if he
would be able to make this last. It occurred to him that he could
just come and leave her hanging so to speak... worse off than
she'd been before now that she'd had a taste of real cock, of
him. But to make this work, he told himself she had to give in,
surrender herself all the way. He would ride it and her to the
very end.
Kendra responded to his lightest touch, a kiss here, above the
pulse point behind her ear sent a shudder through her. A swift
lick there just touching her nipples. It took her breath away,
the feeling of being filled again and again, stretched wide for
him To be penetrated repeatedly, gloriously, with his beautiful
pale cock. She reveled in the feel of him, in the weight and
width and size of him, all of him. She arched eagerly for each
thrust, head thrown back, eyes staring blindly at the ceiling.
Eyes staring blindly at the ceiling? No, no couldn't have that.
He wanted her focused on him, there was no escape. He wanted her
to remember every minute of this in agonizing detail. Slowly,
again he pulled out partway, making her whimper as he teased her.
No matter how she arched her hips he refused to move, until she
looked at him. He rewarded her, rewarded himself, almost
immediately, with a thrust of his hips that buried him deep
inside her heat. Her eyes closed shutting him out. He admired the
attempt, but that's all it was.
Tightly, he held her, suckling at her breast as he flipped them
over. Kendra felt him shift, there was a sense of weightlessness
she only got when in the ocean, and when she opened her eyes she
was straddling him. For a moment, she wasn't sure what that meant
until his large hands, gripped her hips and slowly lifted her up,
away from that unbelievably stone-like flesh... god was he going
to do this all night? Tease her this way? With a soft growl, she
placed her hands on his and pushed them away, to sink down and
impale herself. Oh god, yes, this was... she did it again, raised
herself on her knees and sank down, ground herself against the
base of his thick shaft. She was about to do it again when she
realized there was no resistance from him. Looking down at him
lazily kneading her breasts, not holding her at all, she saw the
triumphant gleam in his eyes
Now, she understood what he had done. When she lay beneath him
she could at least pretend it was all him, he was the one in
control. What she had just done, the choice he had forced her to
make, if she wanted what he offered and god help her she did,
then she had to participate. Her full lips parted and he placed a
finger against them, and it was his turn to be surprised as
Kendra's tongue came out and drew his finger into the warm cavern
of her mouth, where she sucked on the digit, as she resumed her
exploration of her new position.
If she was going to do this, she was going to do it right. There
would not be a second chance for either of them... besides which
if her guess was correct, she would be dead by morning. She rode
him as she would a wave on the ocean. Gently, slowly, not
fighting the warmth, the fluid lines of motion as he thrust his
hips up to her downward strokes until it engulfed her and she
felt herself drowning in the explosion that rocked them both.
Angelus heard her cry out as his cock reached deeper, with each
successive thrust and he sat up to suckle the breasts heavy with
his fondling. Kendra's hands tangled in his hair and tightened
held him there, as he grabbed her hips and pulled her down hard.
His roar sounded throughout the room, clashed and mingled with
the scream torn from Kendra's soul, as he bit into the tender
flesh of her breasts to taste her life. They bucked together,
grinding their bodies into each other, the wave of ecstasy taking
them both under.
