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Sara sighed in frustration as he lit the candles in her bedroom. The room was set for seduction, a seduction that was supposed to happen, but now never would. She had all the props – scented sheets and candles, champagne. She wore just a silk robe with panties, an invitation to see what was worn beneath. Sara was ready for a night of hot sex with her lover, but her lover was a no-show.
Earlier, she had attended a glitzy party wearing the most sinful concoction of black lace and silk that revealed more than it hid and on the arm of a man that was distractingly handsome. Unfortunately, it wasn’t the man she wanted to see that evening. Max was just a friend that was helping her out by escorting her to the party and the bonus was that he was going to flirt with her all night to get the attention of the man she desperately wanted. Caleb had spurned her once too many times and this was her way of reprisal for his negligence. He had made promises and had broken them too many times for her taste, so tonight had been a throwing down of the gauntlet so to speak.
Her plan had worked perfectly. Max was at her side to laugh with her, offer her another glass of wine, and touch her arm or shoulder at the appropriate times. Halfway through the charade however, Sara was uneasy with the idea she had put into action. Caleb had noticed her all right and the looks he was sending her way made her shudder in longing and a little bit of fear. She could sense Caleb’s alluring black eyes following her all evening long as she made her way through each room of guests. His gaze had been shadowy, and ominous and she literally felt the tension his body radiated towards her. He never approached her, never spoke to her, but instead let his body and presence do the talking. As the night progressed he seemed to be everywhere she was, watching and waiting. She could feel her nerve endings tingle in the timeless warning of prey about to be seized upon by a predator. Finally, unable to stand the strain of the pretense one moment longer, she asked Max to take her home. Max had left her at the door with a quick kiss on the cheek and promises to call her next week to find out if her man had been reeled in.
In disgust, Sara had pulled off her sexy black number, threw it in a corner and put on her present robe. He wasn’t going to call. He wasn’t going to ever speak to her again and all because she wouldn’t give in to his dominating nature. Throwing up her hands in anger, she started to walk down the hall to her bedroom when a sudden loud hammering came from her front door. It sounded like someone was trying to break in! Sara froze in fear until she heard Caleb’s voice from the other side.
“Let me in Sara. Now.” The words were clear and distinct despite being said through a closed security door. Sara hurried over, her heart pounding and unlocked the bolts without hesitation. She started to draw it open, but no sooner had she cracked it than Caleb’s hand came through shoving it roughly open the rest of the way, forcing her to take a hopping step back. He came inside, his large muscled frame taking up the whole space, and then he closed the door firmly behind him and twisted the lock. Locking her inside the apartment…with him.
His angry gaze took in her robe, her slightly rumpled appearance and even the dress carelessly tossed in the corner before they settled on her.
“Where. Is. He.” was all he said, each word precise. Sara didn’t even try to pretend she didn’t know who “he” was.
“Max isn’t here. He’s just a friend. He dropped me off and went home.” She babbled quickly, her voice a bit wobbly by the severe look on his face. Again, her heart tripped a little faster and it was from nervousness this time.
“A very close friend?” his voice growled furiously. “Close enough to touch you the way he was? Close enough to take you home to fuck you?” He was fuming, Sara could hear it in his tone, see it in the coiled pressure of his body. She licked her lips anxiously, and since she was evading his eyes, she didn’t see the way his eyes followed the gesture hungrily.
“It’s not like that. We’re…we don’t feel that way towards each other. He was just there to - ”
“Make me jealous?”
Sara sighed and decided on the truth. “Yes.”
“It worked. Every moment I had to watch him with you I was slowly killing him in my mind. I don’t share what’s mine Sara.” He warned her, his body advancing on hers slowly as he spoke.
“I’m not yours.” Sara’s own eyes flashed in irritation, but she couldn’t stop her involuntary step backward as he started to crowd her.
“Yes you are. No other man is allowed to touch you or fuck you except me. Do you understand?” his voice was tight, barely controlled. That power over his emotions, never showing himself to her angered Sara and made her careless with her words.
“You have no right to tell me what to do with anyone!” she shouted back at him, her finger wagging before his eyes. “I will sleep with whomever I want whenever I want and you can just go to hell!” she started to turn away from him but his hand shot out, grabbing her wrist and stopping her. His voice was soft, deadly
“You’re wrong Sara and I’m going to show you just how wrong you are.” His voice was a growl and his control seemed to finally give way in white-hot fury at her. Grabbing her arms he herded her roughly down the hall. She gasped in surprise and real fear rippled through her as she finally recognized the predatory gleam in his eye. His hands pinned her to the wall, his body immobilizing hers. He was all hard tension and she could feel his raw strength. Jaw clenched, his gaze dark and unreadable, Sara finally realized she was in serious danger here.
Despite her alarm she could feel instant warmth and wetness between her legs. Her cunt throbbed once in anticipation. Before she could speak his lips crashed down on hers sealing whatever she was going to say. Caleb’s lips and tongue invaded hers ruthlessly. Caleb took both her hands in his one large palm and held them high above her head, the position arching her back and bringing her to her toes. She made a helpless sound that he heard and ignored, even when she tore her mouth away from him panting.
“Caleb…” she whispered breathlessly, a little frightened but also very aroused. She had wanted to push him, wanted him to finally lose his control. Well here was the a****l she wanted and it may have asked for more than she bargained for. Caleb’s answer was grabbing her chin in his other hand and bringing her face back to his. She saw the dark glitter of anger and desire in his eyes before his demanding lips swept her up again. She whimpered as his tongue and teeth licked and bit at her swollen lips. Her body was tightening, heating for him. She knew her pussy was soaking wet.
“Is this what you wanted?” He murmured, his voice thick and rough against her mouth. “I’ll admit that I want you, that I need to fuck you. I tried to warn you - I’m too hard a lover for someone soft like you.” His mouth moved closer to her ear. “Now I guess I’m going to have to show you. I’ve dreamed of all the ways I want to fuck you until I wake up hard and unsatisfied. Not this time. I like sex. I like it hard and rough and sometimes very dirty. You are going to get very, very wet for me and you’re going to get it the way I want it. Hard, rough and especially dirty.” He looked at her, really looked at her and she could see the truth in his eyes.
Excitement made her body tremble and he felt it. He gave her an untamed half smile. “I’m going to make you come Sara. I’m going to lick and bite every inch of your body and I am going to make you beg me.” His hand let go of her chin and she felt her robe being torn open. She cried out when she felt his hot, rough hand palm her naked breast. She only wore a pair of panties underneath and she was achingly vulnerable to whatever he wanted to do to her.
“Caleb.” but the protest was weak, they both knew it. His thumb found her nipple and he brushed it lightly before taking the tip between two fingers and squeezing it, rolling it until it hardened into a tight bud. Sara couldn’t breathe; hot shudders were running through her body and squeezing her throat shut. Again her pussy throbbed in response to his rough handling of her nipple.
“Stop what Sara? Stop making you feel good? I thought this is what you wanted. To be under my touch. You know I like being in control - commanding you. I like making you moan. Moan for me baby.” His mouth abruptly replaced his hand. Hot, wet heat enveloped her throbbing nipple. He bit down lightly and she moaned for him deep and long. Caleb chuckled at her response. “See? I can make you do whatever I want. And you will. You’ll come only when I let you. How wet are you Sara?” His hand moved down her body to see for himself, lazily tracing down her soft, flat stomach until his fingers brushed the edge of her panties. Without preliminaries his hand slid inside and hovered just above her hot cunt. Sara groaned aloud, her hands struggling against Caleb’s powerful grip. God he wasn’t even touching her yet and she could feel her orgasm building. “I bet you’re dripping wet already aren’t you?” To answer his own question, his fingers slid slowly into her slit, over the swollen bud and inserted themselves inside her drenched pussy. Sara’s voice keened a high wail at the sheer pleasure/pain of his fingers. She tried to move, tried to ride his hand or break away - she didn‘t even know, but he just chuckled and withdrew slowly from her honeyed moisture.
“No, Sara. Be still. You’ll come and you’ll come hard, but not yet. First, you need to be punished for pushing and making me crazy.” Before Sara could even begin to think on what he meant, she was upside down and over his shoulder headed for the bedroom. Belatedly, she started to struggle, to protest, but before she knew it he had her robe off, the belt looped around her wrists and she was pushed unceremoniously over his lap as he sat on the edge of her bed. The other end of the cloth belt was being held under his foot like a tether and it effectively immobilized her. One hand held down her head by her neck, the other rested lightly on the rise of her buttocks, staking claim. There were candles already lit from earlier when she was going to seduce him and they lent an ethereal glow to the room. Sara should have been scared witless or she should be screaming bloody murder at the indignity. Instead she shivered in desire and anticipation when his hand lightly skimmed over her back. His one leg was just under her breasts; the other was positioned under her belly. The low pressure made her want. She had one irrational thought - my panties are still on. As if hearing her thoughts, his fingers hooked onto the thin, sheer silk and in one pull, tore them away. Involuntarily, Sara whimpered.
“I won’t hurt you Sara.” His voice was husky from desire. “Not the way you might be thinking. There is pain…and then there is sweet pain.” His words were punctuated by a quick slap on her rear. Unprepared, Sara’s body jerked, and a cry burst from her lips. Caleb only laughed, delivering another quick blow. It wasn’t painful, not really. It was just surprising. Sara found herself anticipating the next slap. Another came, then another, then he stopped, to run his palm over her skin once more, as if to soothe. Her skin tingled and burned pleasantly.
“Do you like that Sara?” He whispered to her. She moaned her response. “No Sara, you have to tell me or I won’t do it again.” True to his word, he just rubbed her skin, skimming over all the places she wanted, needed him to touch. “Tell me Sara.”
“Yes…” she whispered, barely audible.
“Yes what? Tell me.” he coaxed, fingers just brushing her aching wet cunt.
“I like it Caleb…please…ohhhh!” he rewarded her with another series of sharp slaps that had her writhing. She felt him move, pushing her feet to the floor, spreading her legs wider, moving her buttocks higher until her damp pussy was up in the air and she was on her tiptoes over his lap. Not knowing what to do Sara trembled, waiting. Caleb continued to position her just right. Then, slowly, he ran a finger down her slit, testing her readiness. She knew he was looking at her swollen pink petals and her face went red from embarrassment.
“Nice…very nice. You’re very wet for me and that’s a good girl. Now spread your legs wider…I want to feel you.” Sara complied until she was fully exposed. Then he lightly slapped her open core. Shocked at the unfamiliar sensation, Sara wasn’t sure if she liked it. He did it again and she heard the sound his fingers made on her wet lips. This time, her pussy tingled from the contact. He slapped again, and again until Sara was arching up for each strike, panting for release. Her cunt was stinging and the sensation sent arcs of pleasure racing through her body. Just when she thought she could bear no more without dying, he stopped, rubbing softly to ease the ache his hand had left.
“Next time I’ll use my belt when I spank you. It won’t hurt, just heighten the pleasure. Would you like that? Answer me Sara.” Sara licked her lips to make them work.
“Yes…I would like that. I want that,” she told him.
“I’m going to make you come three times Sara before I put my cock inside you. First with my fingers. I’m going to slide them into you and you’ll take them fine because your cunt is so wet. I want to slide my fingers over your little clit and squeeze it until you say ‘please Caleb make me come.’ ” The imagery he spun had Sara panting, his words sending currents through her lower belly into her loins. “The second one will be with my mouth. I’m going to suck, lick and bite your clit and pussy until you beg me to stop.” His voice was husky, d**gging. Sara whimpered, wanting him to touch her again and to begin the sweet torture. Caleb wasn’t immune to his own words or her nakedness. Sara could feel his heavy erection prodding into her side. It was so hard and she could feel it pulsing against her. She licked her lips anticipating when Caleb would put it inside her cunt and mouth.
“The last time before I slide my cock into you will be with words. You’ll be so turned on, so wet and compliant, that one hard suck on your nipple will have you coming for me. Then and only then will I slip my cock deep into you and by the time I’m inside you, you‘ll be screaming.” His words ended harshly, as if the web of desire he was spinning was testing his control.
“Sit up.” He gently righted her, pushing her to her knees in front of him. She was dizzy - from the position on his lap and from the sensual haze he spun around her. Caleb unwound her captive hands, massaged them gently to make sure he hadn‘t hurt her. This wasn’t about pain. This was about domination and surrender. She thought she could rule him, bring him to heel. Caleb had to show her he was the one in control; at least in the bedroom. He wanted complete dominance over her desires no matter how gentle, no matter how dark.
“Look at me.” he commanded. Her gaze met his. “Unbuckle my belt.” Slowly, hesitantly, Sara sat forward on her knees and reached for him. She was trembling so much and he was so aroused that it took a few tries to slip the leather out of the ring. Her hands brushed between his legs repeatedly and she could feel the raised bulge of his desire. Oh god, he was huge, pulsing. She wanted to rub herself all over him until she climaxed into a shuddering heap, but that wasn’t part of the game. She understood that she had to wait for his permission. When she finally released the clasp, she slid the leather from around his waist. She looked at him again, for praise. She felt a feminine thrill at the naked, dark desire in his gaze. She loved his mastering of her.
He took the belt from her held it up in front of her view. “I could use this as a collar, but I won’t need to will I Sara? You’re going to be good and do whatever I ask isn’t that right?” His voice was silky, dangerous. Sara had trouble swallowing she was so turned on. She eyed the cool leather for a moment, debating.
“No…I mean yes! Y-yes. I’ll be good.” Caleb’s eyebrow rose but then he nodded and put the belt aside. He took her face in his hands, stroking her cheeks, her throat. His thumbs slipped over her lips, into her mouth. Sara sucked on them automatically, her hot tongue smoothing over the rough pads. She gave a little moan of pleasure and so did he. His voice rumbled with approval.
“Kneel on the bed facing your mirror.” He commanded. Sara scrambled up onto the bed, doing as he asked of her. Caleb came into view in the mirror behind her. His rough hands smoothed over her stomach, pulling her closer to his body. He was still fully clothed, although his shirt was unbuttoned and she could feel the crisp hairs on his chest rubbing her back. She purred, rubbing herself on him. There was something very hot and sexy about being naked and vulnerable when he was still dressed. She couldn’t resist reaching back and cupping his cheek with her hand. Caleb responded by kissing her palm softly and wrapping her hand around his neck. Somehow that small gesture told her that no matter what happened tonight, no matter how mad he was at her, he wouldn’t really hurt her. Safe in that knowledge, Sara was now prepared to accept whatever they did tonight and accept him as well without restraint. Caleb brought her other hand around his head and the motion arched her back until her breasts were jutting proudly, begging for his touch.
Caleb ran his hands over her skin freely. His fingers plucked at her nipples, drawing them into tight little points. His breath feathered over her throat, her ear. “Watch Sara. Look into the mirror.” She opened her eyes, the lids heavy with desire and looked at their reflection. She saw her wanton posture, felt his cock against her back and watched. His hand ran down her flat stomach until he reached her curls. Softly, he combed through them until he found her wetness. Again, almost ruthlessly he thrust a finger inside her warmth eliciting a loud groan from Sara. He didn‘t move yet, didn‘t thrust. Sara found herself squirming, trying to force him to move and ease her aching pussy. “Yes… I know you like me rubbing your cunt. Do you want two fingers inside you?”
“Mmmm yes! Please put your fingers inside me!” She breathed. Caleb complied, sliding another long finger inside her. She couldn’t contain herself, she was moaning breathlessly, moving on his hand trying to bring herself over the edge and almost sobbing with frustration. “Caleb!” She cried out, angry. He chuckled softly in her ear. “You know what I want Sara, what I need to hear before I rub your clit.” He punctuated what he said by moving his fingers in and out of her, in and out, but so slowly she couldn’t get satisfaction.
“Please, Caleb make me come!” She shouted shamelessly. She felt his fingers move then, pressing firm and fast until she felt her orgasm building. That’s when he withdrew his fingers from inside her, took her swollen clit between his thumb and middle finger and squeezed hard. On a wail, Sara felt the desire snap and fragment as she had the orgasm of her life. She pulsed and gasped as she rode his fingers until the fire inside her ebbed a little and she was left trembling.
Caleb’s solid strength was gone from behind her and she sagged onto her hands and knees until she could breathe again. She looked up and saw Caleb gazing down at her, his eyes dark and unreadable. He reached down and took her hands, pulling her upright, urging her off the bed. On unsteady legs Sara let herself be led by him until he positioned her standing with her back to the wall. She needed the wall to stabilize her when Caleb kissed her, his tongue possessing her mouth. All to soon his lips left her and trailed down her throat, her shoulder, and the valley of her breasts until he was the one kneeling this time. Without hesitation, his hands slid behind her, cupping her buttocks and he drew her hips forward until he could taste her with his mouth. At the first touch of his lips on her dripping, throbbing pussy, Sara cried out, trying to move her hips away from his searing tongue. It was too soon, too soon!
“Caleb…I can’t…it’s too much…”
“Yes you can. You can take it.” He told her, and then his mouth took her again. Deep strokes of his tongue emulated what he was going to do with his cock. Her clit was swollen and standing at attention and when he spread her pussy lips with his thumbs to find it. Again Sara tried to evade him, but Caleb forced her to stand still. Sara found her hips moving with his mouth, trying to bring on her orgasm. Caleb leaned back for a moment watching. Sara’s head was thrown back in ecstasy, her breathing ragged and heavy. Deciding it was time; Caleb took his thumb and eased it between her folds. The button he had teased so mercilessly was pushed into view. Sliding his mouth over her clit, he took it into his mouth and felt him bite the little knot. Sara went stock-still then moaned harshly her hips suddenly bucking violently. Caleb held on, sucking harder and harder until he heard her sobbing his name.
“Oh please stop…stop Caleb…I can’t take any more!” Her knees gave out until she was d****d over his shoulder. She couldn’t stand on her own her legs were trembling so much. Caleb stood with her still over him and laid her gently on the bed once more. Quickly shedding his clothes, he lie down beside her and pulled her into his arms.
“Sara…open you eyes.” He kissed her eyelids, his voice coaxing her. Slowly, as if d**gged, she focused her gaze on him. Caleb smiled in satisfaction at what he saw there. A woman fully under his thrall and ready for more.
Sara was a little out of it. She felt as if she had no bones left in her body. She became aware of Caleb’s naked body against hers - the heavy feel of his erection against her leg, the hot slide of his skin. He was grinning down at her and Sara felt too good to punch him for it.
“Sadist!” She whispered with a grin of her own. He chuckled lightly at that.
“I warned you what I was going to do to you. You should have run when you had the chance.”
“Mmmm. Maybe. And maybe I like it.” She had a hard time admitting it. She had only made love one time before to her college sweetheart and it was and in and out affair that had left her yearning for more. After all this time she was finally getting loved the way she was meant to be. Thoroughly and all consuming.
“You love it. You love what I’m doing to you. Possessing you, making you mine. You like having me make you do things you never thought of before. I can feel when you are going to come and I can make it burn higher and hotter each time.” Caleb’s voice was hypnotic. She could feel her skin heating again at the passion he weaved with his words. “You loved it when I chased and caught you and spanked your hot little ass until it was red. Did you like when I spanked your pussy Sara? Were you surprised at the feeling?” His tongue circled her ear as he waited for her answer.
“Yes…I liked it.”
“How did it feel?”
“Your hand was rough and my skin was hot and tingling where you spanked me.” Her breathing was speeding up again and her body was heating. Damn him he was too good at this!
“You were dripping wet for me. When I put my fingers inside your cunt for the first time did it feel like a cock to you Sara? Did it make you want my cock pushing into your hot pussy?” As Caleb spoke, he was lightly, methodically rubbing his hair-roughened chest over her sensitive nipples and belly. Sara tried to pull him closer to heighten the contact, but he held himself just above her, not letting her rush him.
“I…”
“Tell me.”
“I wanted your cock so bad I was ready to lie down right there and let you take me. Any way you wanted.” Caleb inhaled at her words, his eyes narrowing. His voice came out as a growl. It seemed he wanted her just as badly.
“I liked putting my fingers inside you. I liked stroking in and out, in and out until you started to moan. I made you beg me for your orgasms. You told me to make you come. You are going to beg me one more time Sara and then I’m going to be inside you and give you the ride of your life. I want you to ask me if you’re allowed to come. I’m not even going to touch your sweet pussy. I’m going to kiss and lick every inch of your body instead.” And he did. Caleb slid over her, his breath tickling as his tongue flicked over her belly, the apex of her thighs, and the tips of her nipples. He even ran his mouth over her toes, all the while telling her how he was going to fuck her when he was finished.
“Are you ready yet Sara?”
“Caleb…please I want you inside me.”
“Not yet. You taste so good. When I bit your clit I heard you scream. I kept sucking and sucking and you moaned when I stuck my tongue inside you.”
“Please Caleb…I want to come…please make me come?” She couldn’t take any more. She felt like her whole body was in flames, like she was dying but oh so sweetly. Caleb leaned over her, gently took her nipple in his mouth and bit down. Shockingly, Sara felt the first ripplings of her orgasm. Then, wonderfully, she felt his heavy erection nudging between her thighs. With an exultant cry, Sara opened her legs to receive him and in one thrust the head of his member was inside her and he had her coming so hard her vision went black for a moment.
Caleb felt her inner muscles milking his member and had to grit his teeth against the sensation. She was so tight, so wet that he couldn’t wait. He thrust in slowly, letting her get the feel of him; he was so swollen, so engorged he almost didn’t fit. His hips moved pulling himself out of her wet heat then went in again, and again, his movements barely constrained. Sara’s hands threaded into his thick black hair and pulled his head down so she could gaze into his eyes.
“No more teasing…no more games. I want all of you now Caleb.” She told him. “I need you in me!”
“No more.” he agreed. His hands slipped down and grabbed her, wrapping her long legs around his hips and thrust deeply inside her, all the way to the hilt. Sara gasped, shook and whimpered as he immediately set a pace of deep thrusts. His lips took hers up again and as his cock went forcefully into her, so did his tongue. She could feel the sharp slap of his testicles as they hit against her bottom. This wasn’t making love this was something more. This was sex, raw and earthy and primal. Sara hated when people said that they fucked. It seemed to lack something, and it just sounded so dirty. But now she knew what they meant - this was fucking, this was the most incredibly hottest sex she ever had in her life.
Caleb pulled her hips to him one last time, hard and Sara felt the contractions build inside her again. Unbelievably, she had another orgasm that literally took her breath away and hers triggered his, her inner muscles milking his cock. Sara felt his arms go rock hard as he held them straight and his powerful thrusts almost lifted her off the bed. She cried out feebly, wrapping her arms around him. Caleb had shouted her name as he came and now he lay his forehead on hers weakly. Their breathing was harsh, fragmented as they lie there trying to regain a semblance of sanity.
“You almost killed me,” he finally whispered, and then he kissed her again softly, sweetly. Sara responded lazily, languishing in a sex filled haze. Still inside her, he rolled to his side, bringing Sara with him. “Rest…” he commanded. And she did knowing that was all she could do, for as soon as she regained her strength, he would begin all over again. Soon.
Earlier, she had attended a glitzy party wearing the most sinful concoction of black lace and silk that revealed more than it hid and on the arm of a man that was distractingly handsome. Unfortunately, it wasn’t the man she wanted to see that evening. Max was just a friend that was helping her out by escorting her to the party and the bonus was that he was going to flirt with her all night to get the attention of the man she desperately wanted. Caleb had spurned her once too many times and this was her way of reprisal for his negligence. He had made promises and had broken them too many times for her taste, so tonight had been a throwing down of the gauntlet so to speak.
Her plan had worked perfectly. Max was at her side to laugh with her, offer her another glass of wine, and touch her arm or shoulder at the appropriate times. Halfway through the charade however, Sara was uneasy with the idea she had put into action. Caleb had noticed her all right and the looks he was sending her way made her shudder in longing and a little bit of fear. She could sense Caleb’s alluring black eyes following her all evening long as she made her way through each room of guests. His gaze had been shadowy, and ominous and she literally felt the tension his body radiated towards her. He never approached her, never spoke to her, but instead let his body and presence do the talking. As the night progressed he seemed to be everywhere she was, watching and waiting. She could feel her nerve endings tingle in the timeless warning of prey about to be seized upon by a predator. Finally, unable to stand the strain of the pretense one moment longer, she asked Max to take her home. Max had left her at the door with a quick kiss on the cheek and promises to call her next week to find out if her man had been reeled in.
In disgust, Sara had pulled off her sexy black number, threw it in a corner and put on her present robe. He wasn’t going to call. He wasn’t going to ever speak to her again and all because she wouldn’t give in to his dominating nature. Throwing up her hands in anger, she started to walk down the hall to her bedroom when a sudden loud hammering came from her front door. It sounded like someone was trying to break in! Sara froze in fear until she heard Caleb’s voice from the other side.
“Let me in Sara. Now.” The words were clear and distinct despite being said through a closed security door. Sara hurried over, her heart pounding and unlocked the bolts without hesitation. She started to draw it open, but no sooner had she cracked it than Caleb’s hand came through shoving it roughly open the rest of the way, forcing her to take a hopping step back. He came inside, his large muscled frame taking up the whole space, and then he closed the door firmly behind him and twisted the lock. Locking her inside the apartment…with him.
His angry gaze took in her robe, her slightly rumpled appearance and even the dress carelessly tossed in the corner before they settled on her.
“Where. Is. He.” was all he said, each word precise. Sara didn’t even try to pretend she didn’t know who “he” was.
“Max isn’t here. He’s just a friend. He dropped me off and went home.” She babbled quickly, her voice a bit wobbly by the severe look on his face. Again, her heart tripped a little faster and it was from nervousness this time.
“A very close friend?” his voice growled furiously. “Close enough to touch you the way he was? Close enough to take you home to fuck you?” He was fuming, Sara could hear it in his tone, see it in the coiled pressure of his body. She licked her lips anxiously, and since she was evading his eyes, she didn’t see the way his eyes followed the gesture hungrily.
“It’s not like that. We’re…we don’t feel that way towards each other. He was just there to - ”
“Make me jealous?”
Sara sighed and decided on the truth. “Yes.”
“It worked. Every moment I had to watch him with you I was slowly killing him in my mind. I don’t share what’s mine Sara.” He warned her, his body advancing on hers slowly as he spoke.
“I’m not yours.” Sara’s own eyes flashed in irritation, but she couldn’t stop her involuntary step backward as he started to crowd her.
“Yes you are. No other man is allowed to touch you or fuck you except me. Do you understand?” his voice was tight, barely controlled. That power over his emotions, never showing himself to her angered Sara and made her careless with her words.
“You have no right to tell me what to do with anyone!” she shouted back at him, her finger wagging before his eyes. “I will sleep with whomever I want whenever I want and you can just go to hell!” she started to turn away from him but his hand shot out, grabbing her wrist and stopping her. His voice was soft, deadly
“You’re wrong Sara and I’m going to show you just how wrong you are.” His voice was a growl and his control seemed to finally give way in white-hot fury at her. Grabbing her arms he herded her roughly down the hall. She gasped in surprise and real fear rippled through her as she finally recognized the predatory gleam in his eye. His hands pinned her to the wall, his body immobilizing hers. He was all hard tension and she could feel his raw strength. Jaw clenched, his gaze dark and unreadable, Sara finally realized she was in serious danger here.
Despite her alarm she could feel instant warmth and wetness between her legs. Her cunt throbbed once in anticipation. Before she could speak his lips crashed down on hers sealing whatever she was going to say. Caleb’s lips and tongue invaded hers ruthlessly. Caleb took both her hands in his one large palm and held them high above her head, the position arching her back and bringing her to her toes. She made a helpless sound that he heard and ignored, even when she tore her mouth away from him panting.
“Caleb…” she whispered breathlessly, a little frightened but also very aroused. She had wanted to push him, wanted him to finally lose his control. Well here was the a****l she wanted and it may have asked for more than she bargained for. Caleb’s answer was grabbing her chin in his other hand and bringing her face back to his. She saw the dark glitter of anger and desire in his eyes before his demanding lips swept her up again. She whimpered as his tongue and teeth licked and bit at her swollen lips. Her body was tightening, heating for him. She knew her pussy was soaking wet.
“Is this what you wanted?” He murmured, his voice thick and rough against her mouth. “I’ll admit that I want you, that I need to fuck you. I tried to warn you - I’m too hard a lover for someone soft like you.” His mouth moved closer to her ear. “Now I guess I’m going to have to show you. I’ve dreamed of all the ways I want to fuck you until I wake up hard and unsatisfied. Not this time. I like sex. I like it hard and rough and sometimes very dirty. You are going to get very, very wet for me and you’re going to get it the way I want it. Hard, rough and especially dirty.” He looked at her, really looked at her and she could see the truth in his eyes.
Excitement made her body tremble and he felt it. He gave her an untamed half smile. “I’m going to make you come Sara. I’m going to lick and bite every inch of your body and I am going to make you beg me.” His hand let go of her chin and she felt her robe being torn open. She cried out when she felt his hot, rough hand palm her naked breast. She only wore a pair of panties underneath and she was achingly vulnerable to whatever he wanted to do to her.
“Caleb.” but the protest was weak, they both knew it. His thumb found her nipple and he brushed it lightly before taking the tip between two fingers and squeezing it, rolling it until it hardened into a tight bud. Sara couldn’t breathe; hot shudders were running through her body and squeezing her throat shut. Again her pussy throbbed in response to his rough handling of her nipple.
“Stop what Sara? Stop making you feel good? I thought this is what you wanted. To be under my touch. You know I like being in control - commanding you. I like making you moan. Moan for me baby.” His mouth abruptly replaced his hand. Hot, wet heat enveloped her throbbing nipple. He bit down lightly and she moaned for him deep and long. Caleb chuckled at her response. “See? I can make you do whatever I want. And you will. You’ll come only when I let you. How wet are you Sara?” His hand moved down her body to see for himself, lazily tracing down her soft, flat stomach until his fingers brushed the edge of her panties. Without preliminaries his hand slid inside and hovered just above her hot cunt. Sara groaned aloud, her hands struggling against Caleb’s powerful grip. God he wasn’t even touching her yet and she could feel her orgasm building. “I bet you’re dripping wet already aren’t you?” To answer his own question, his fingers slid slowly into her slit, over the swollen bud and inserted themselves inside her drenched pussy. Sara’s voice keened a high wail at the sheer pleasure/pain of his fingers. She tried to move, tried to ride his hand or break away - she didn‘t even know, but he just chuckled and withdrew slowly from her honeyed moisture.
“No, Sara. Be still. You’ll come and you’ll come hard, but not yet. First, you need to be punished for pushing and making me crazy.” Before Sara could even begin to think on what he meant, she was upside down and over his shoulder headed for the bedroom. Belatedly, she started to struggle, to protest, but before she knew it he had her robe off, the belt looped around her wrists and she was pushed unceremoniously over his lap as he sat on the edge of her bed. The other end of the cloth belt was being held under his foot like a tether and it effectively immobilized her. One hand held down her head by her neck, the other rested lightly on the rise of her buttocks, staking claim. There were candles already lit from earlier when she was going to seduce him and they lent an ethereal glow to the room. Sara should have been scared witless or she should be screaming bloody murder at the indignity. Instead she shivered in desire and anticipation when his hand lightly skimmed over her back. His one leg was just under her breasts; the other was positioned under her belly. The low pressure made her want. She had one irrational thought - my panties are still on. As if hearing her thoughts, his fingers hooked onto the thin, sheer silk and in one pull, tore them away. Involuntarily, Sara whimpered.
“I won’t hurt you Sara.” His voice was husky from desire. “Not the way you might be thinking. There is pain…and then there is sweet pain.” His words were punctuated by a quick slap on her rear. Unprepared, Sara’s body jerked, and a cry burst from her lips. Caleb only laughed, delivering another quick blow. It wasn’t painful, not really. It was just surprising. Sara found herself anticipating the next slap. Another came, then another, then he stopped, to run his palm over her skin once more, as if to soothe. Her skin tingled and burned pleasantly.
“Do you like that Sara?” He whispered to her. She moaned her response. “No Sara, you have to tell me or I won’t do it again.” True to his word, he just rubbed her skin, skimming over all the places she wanted, needed him to touch. “Tell me Sara.”
“Yes…” she whispered, barely audible.
“Yes what? Tell me.” he coaxed, fingers just brushing her aching wet cunt.
“I like it Caleb…please…ohhhh!” he rewarded her with another series of sharp slaps that had her writhing. She felt him move, pushing her feet to the floor, spreading her legs wider, moving her buttocks higher until her damp pussy was up in the air and she was on her tiptoes over his lap. Not knowing what to do Sara trembled, waiting. Caleb continued to position her just right. Then, slowly, he ran a finger down her slit, testing her readiness. She knew he was looking at her swollen pink petals and her face went red from embarrassment.
“Nice…very nice. You’re very wet for me and that’s a good girl. Now spread your legs wider…I want to feel you.” Sara complied until she was fully exposed. Then he lightly slapped her open core. Shocked at the unfamiliar sensation, Sara wasn’t sure if she liked it. He did it again and she heard the sound his fingers made on her wet lips. This time, her pussy tingled from the contact. He slapped again, and again until Sara was arching up for each strike, panting for release. Her cunt was stinging and the sensation sent arcs of pleasure racing through her body. Just when she thought she could bear no more without dying, he stopped, rubbing softly to ease the ache his hand had left.
“Next time I’ll use my belt when I spank you. It won’t hurt, just heighten the pleasure. Would you like that? Answer me Sara.” Sara licked her lips to make them work.
“Yes…I would like that. I want that,” she told him.
“I’m going to make you come three times Sara before I put my cock inside you. First with my fingers. I’m going to slide them into you and you’ll take them fine because your cunt is so wet. I want to slide my fingers over your little clit and squeeze it until you say ‘please Caleb make me come.’ ” The imagery he spun had Sara panting, his words sending currents through her lower belly into her loins. “The second one will be with my mouth. I’m going to suck, lick and bite your clit and pussy until you beg me to stop.” His voice was husky, d**gging. Sara whimpered, wanting him to touch her again and to begin the sweet torture. Caleb wasn’t immune to his own words or her nakedness. Sara could feel his heavy erection prodding into her side. It was so hard and she could feel it pulsing against her. She licked her lips anticipating when Caleb would put it inside her cunt and mouth.
“The last time before I slide my cock into you will be with words. You’ll be so turned on, so wet and compliant, that one hard suck on your nipple will have you coming for me. Then and only then will I slip my cock deep into you and by the time I’m inside you, you‘ll be screaming.” His words ended harshly, as if the web of desire he was spinning was testing his control.
“Sit up.” He gently righted her, pushing her to her knees in front of him. She was dizzy - from the position on his lap and from the sensual haze he spun around her. Caleb unwound her captive hands, massaged them gently to make sure he hadn‘t hurt her. This wasn’t about pain. This was about domination and surrender. She thought she could rule him, bring him to heel. Caleb had to show her he was the one in control; at least in the bedroom. He wanted complete dominance over her desires no matter how gentle, no matter how dark.
“Look at me.” he commanded. Her gaze met his. “Unbuckle my belt.” Slowly, hesitantly, Sara sat forward on her knees and reached for him. She was trembling so much and he was so aroused that it took a few tries to slip the leather out of the ring. Her hands brushed between his legs repeatedly and she could feel the raised bulge of his desire. Oh god, he was huge, pulsing. She wanted to rub herself all over him until she climaxed into a shuddering heap, but that wasn’t part of the game. She understood that she had to wait for his permission. When she finally released the clasp, she slid the leather from around his waist. She looked at him again, for praise. She felt a feminine thrill at the naked, dark desire in his gaze. She loved his mastering of her.
He took the belt from her held it up in front of her view. “I could use this as a collar, but I won’t need to will I Sara? You’re going to be good and do whatever I ask isn’t that right?” His voice was silky, dangerous. Sara had trouble swallowing she was so turned on. She eyed the cool leather for a moment, debating.
“No…I mean yes! Y-yes. I’ll be good.” Caleb’s eyebrow rose but then he nodded and put the belt aside. He took her face in his hands, stroking her cheeks, her throat. His thumbs slipped over her lips, into her mouth. Sara sucked on them automatically, her hot tongue smoothing over the rough pads. She gave a little moan of pleasure and so did he. His voice rumbled with approval.
“Kneel on the bed facing your mirror.” He commanded. Sara scrambled up onto the bed, doing as he asked of her. Caleb came into view in the mirror behind her. His rough hands smoothed over her stomach, pulling her closer to his body. He was still fully clothed, although his shirt was unbuttoned and she could feel the crisp hairs on his chest rubbing her back. She purred, rubbing herself on him. There was something very hot and sexy about being naked and vulnerable when he was still dressed. She couldn’t resist reaching back and cupping his cheek with her hand. Caleb responded by kissing her palm softly and wrapping her hand around his neck. Somehow that small gesture told her that no matter what happened tonight, no matter how mad he was at her, he wouldn’t really hurt her. Safe in that knowledge, Sara was now prepared to accept whatever they did tonight and accept him as well without restraint. Caleb brought her other hand around his head and the motion arched her back until her breasts were jutting proudly, begging for his touch.
Caleb ran his hands over her skin freely. His fingers plucked at her nipples, drawing them into tight little points. His breath feathered over her throat, her ear. “Watch Sara. Look into the mirror.” She opened her eyes, the lids heavy with desire and looked at their reflection. She saw her wanton posture, felt his cock against her back and watched. His hand ran down her flat stomach until he reached her curls. Softly, he combed through them until he found her wetness. Again, almost ruthlessly he thrust a finger inside her warmth eliciting a loud groan from Sara. He didn‘t move yet, didn‘t thrust. Sara found herself squirming, trying to force him to move and ease her aching pussy. “Yes… I know you like me rubbing your cunt. Do you want two fingers inside you?”
“Mmmm yes! Please put your fingers inside me!” She breathed. Caleb complied, sliding another long finger inside her. She couldn’t contain herself, she was moaning breathlessly, moving on his hand trying to bring herself over the edge and almost sobbing with frustration. “Caleb!” She cried out, angry. He chuckled softly in her ear. “You know what I want Sara, what I need to hear before I rub your clit.” He punctuated what he said by moving his fingers in and out of her, in and out, but so slowly she couldn’t get satisfaction.
“Please, Caleb make me come!” She shouted shamelessly. She felt his fingers move then, pressing firm and fast until she felt her orgasm building. That’s when he withdrew his fingers from inside her, took her swollen clit between his thumb and middle finger and squeezed hard. On a wail, Sara felt the desire snap and fragment as she had the orgasm of her life. She pulsed and gasped as she rode his fingers until the fire inside her ebbed a little and she was left trembling.
Caleb’s solid strength was gone from behind her and she sagged onto her hands and knees until she could breathe again. She looked up and saw Caleb gazing down at her, his eyes dark and unreadable. He reached down and took her hands, pulling her upright, urging her off the bed. On unsteady legs Sara let herself be led by him until he positioned her standing with her back to the wall. She needed the wall to stabilize her when Caleb kissed her, his tongue possessing her mouth. All to soon his lips left her and trailed down her throat, her shoulder, and the valley of her breasts until he was the one kneeling this time. Without hesitation, his hands slid behind her, cupping her buttocks and he drew her hips forward until he could taste her with his mouth. At the first touch of his lips on her dripping, throbbing pussy, Sara cried out, trying to move her hips away from his searing tongue. It was too soon, too soon!
“Caleb…I can’t…it’s too much…”
“Yes you can. You can take it.” He told her, and then his mouth took her again. Deep strokes of his tongue emulated what he was going to do with his cock. Her clit was swollen and standing at attention and when he spread her pussy lips with his thumbs to find it. Again Sara tried to evade him, but Caleb forced her to stand still. Sara found her hips moving with his mouth, trying to bring on her orgasm. Caleb leaned back for a moment watching. Sara’s head was thrown back in ecstasy, her breathing ragged and heavy. Deciding it was time; Caleb took his thumb and eased it between her folds. The button he had teased so mercilessly was pushed into view. Sliding his mouth over her clit, he took it into his mouth and felt him bite the little knot. Sara went stock-still then moaned harshly her hips suddenly bucking violently. Caleb held on, sucking harder and harder until he heard her sobbing his name.
“Oh please stop…stop Caleb…I can’t take any more!” Her knees gave out until she was d****d over his shoulder. She couldn’t stand on her own her legs were trembling so much. Caleb stood with her still over him and laid her gently on the bed once more. Quickly shedding his clothes, he lie down beside her and pulled her into his arms.
“Sara…open you eyes.” He kissed her eyelids, his voice coaxing her. Slowly, as if d**gged, she focused her gaze on him. Caleb smiled in satisfaction at what he saw there. A woman fully under his thrall and ready for more.
Sara was a little out of it. She felt as if she had no bones left in her body. She became aware of Caleb’s naked body against hers - the heavy feel of his erection against her leg, the hot slide of his skin. He was grinning down at her and Sara felt too good to punch him for it.
“Sadist!” She whispered with a grin of her own. He chuckled lightly at that.
“I warned you what I was going to do to you. You should have run when you had the chance.”
“Mmmm. Maybe. And maybe I like it.” She had a hard time admitting it. She had only made love one time before to her college sweetheart and it was and in and out affair that had left her yearning for more. After all this time she was finally getting loved the way she was meant to be. Thoroughly and all consuming.
“You love it. You love what I’m doing to you. Possessing you, making you mine. You like having me make you do things you never thought of before. I can feel when you are going to come and I can make it burn higher and hotter each time.” Caleb’s voice was hypnotic. She could feel her skin heating again at the passion he weaved with his words. “You loved it when I chased and caught you and spanked your hot little ass until it was red. Did you like when I spanked your pussy Sara? Were you surprised at the feeling?” His tongue circled her ear as he waited for her answer.
“Yes…I liked it.”
“How did it feel?”
“Your hand was rough and my skin was hot and tingling where you spanked me.” Her breathing was speeding up again and her body was heating. Damn him he was too good at this!
“You were dripping wet for me. When I put my fingers inside your cunt for the first time did it feel like a cock to you Sara? Did it make you want my cock pushing into your hot pussy?” As Caleb spoke, he was lightly, methodically rubbing his hair-roughened chest over her sensitive nipples and belly. Sara tried to pull him closer to heighten the contact, but he held himself just above her, not letting her rush him.
“I…”
“Tell me.”
“I wanted your cock so bad I was ready to lie down right there and let you take me. Any way you wanted.” Caleb inhaled at her words, his eyes narrowing. His voice came out as a growl. It seemed he wanted her just as badly.
“I liked putting my fingers inside you. I liked stroking in and out, in and out until you started to moan. I made you beg me for your orgasms. You told me to make you come. You are going to beg me one more time Sara and then I’m going to be inside you and give you the ride of your life. I want you to ask me if you’re allowed to come. I’m not even going to touch your sweet pussy. I’m going to kiss and lick every inch of your body instead.” And he did. Caleb slid over her, his breath tickling as his tongue flicked over her belly, the apex of her thighs, and the tips of her nipples. He even ran his mouth over her toes, all the while telling her how he was going to fuck her when he was finished.
“Are you ready yet Sara?”
“Caleb…please I want you inside me.”
“Not yet. You taste so good. When I bit your clit I heard you scream. I kept sucking and sucking and you moaned when I stuck my tongue inside you.”
“Please Caleb…I want to come…please make me come?” She couldn’t take any more. She felt like her whole body was in flames, like she was dying but oh so sweetly. Caleb leaned over her, gently took her nipple in his mouth and bit down. Shockingly, Sara felt the first ripplings of her orgasm. Then, wonderfully, she felt his heavy erection nudging between her thighs. With an exultant cry, Sara opened her legs to receive him and in one thrust the head of his member was inside her and he had her coming so hard her vision went black for a moment.
Caleb felt her inner muscles milking his member and had to grit his teeth against the sensation. She was so tight, so wet that he couldn’t wait. He thrust in slowly, letting her get the feel of him; he was so swollen, so engorged he almost didn’t fit. His hips moved pulling himself out of her wet heat then went in again, and again, his movements barely constrained. Sara’s hands threaded into his thick black hair and pulled his head down so she could gaze into his eyes.
“No more teasing…no more games. I want all of you now Caleb.” She told him. “I need you in me!”
“No more.” he agreed. His hands slipped down and grabbed her, wrapping her long legs around his hips and thrust deeply inside her, all the way to the hilt. Sara gasped, shook and whimpered as he immediately set a pace of deep thrusts. His lips took hers up again and as his cock went forcefully into her, so did his tongue. She could feel the sharp slap of his testicles as they hit against her bottom. This wasn’t making love this was something more. This was sex, raw and earthy and primal. Sara hated when people said that they fucked. It seemed to lack something, and it just sounded so dirty. But now she knew what they meant - this was fucking, this was the most incredibly hottest sex she ever had in her life.
Caleb pulled her hips to him one last time, hard and Sara felt the contractions build inside her again. Unbelievably, she had another orgasm that literally took her breath away and hers triggered his, her inner muscles milking his cock. Sara felt his arms go rock hard as he held them straight and his powerful thrusts almost lifted her off the bed. She cried out feebly, wrapping her arms around him. Caleb had shouted her name as he came and now he lay his forehead on hers weakly. Their breathing was harsh, fragmented as they lie there trying to regain a semblance of sanity.
“You almost killed me,” he finally whispered, and then he kissed her again softly, sweetly. Sara responded lazily, languishing in a sex filled haze. Still inside her, he rolled to his side, bringing Sara with him. “Rest…” he commanded. And she did knowing that was all she could do, for as soon as she regained her strength, he would begin all over again. Soon.
Miracle
- 26.02.2021
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