Page 78 of Hunt Me

“Fuck you!”

My laugh forced a subtle yet powerful moan sweeping past her lips. The woman was far too enticing. I kicked her legs apart while jerking her dress to her waist. When I cracked my hand against her bottom, she hissed.

I tossed the thong onto the bathroom counter and took my time unfastening my trousers. She allowed a slow smile to cross her face as if declaring I’d never control her.

She was wrong, very wrong.

“You’re a very bad girl, Bristol, and you need to be punished.”

“You already did that.”

“Not my way.” I didn’t hesitate before thrusting my cock deep into her sweet and very tight pussy.

Her eyelids flickered, her long lashes skimming across her cheeks. While she was doing her best to keep from reacting, she bit her lip. Even that didn’t hide her subtle moans. She slammed one hand against the glass and I’d give her credit. She never allowed her eyes to leave me, memorizing the moment.

I pulled out, driving into her again. The feel of her pussy muscles wrapping around my cock was heavenly. As I began to plunge into her in an orchestrated rhythm, she quivered in my hold. While she refused to break, her desire was overwhelming her need to hate me. Good for her.

My needs increased, the feel of her constricting muscles more powerful than anything I’d felt in a long time. She squirmedin my hold, shifting her hips back and forth. The friction was delicious.

I ran my hand under her dress, caressing her back for a few seconds before running my thumb down the crack of her ass. When I pressed my thumb into her dark hole, her entire body stiffened. She lifted her head and her gaze, her look of utter defiance continuing to drive the sadistic side of me.

My balls were tight as fuck and the need to possess her mind blowing. I’d never experienced this level of electricity or need with another woman. Her trembling increased and soon, she was unable to keep from whimpering.

Sweet music to my ears.

I sensed she was close to orgasming.

“That’s it, my perfect angel. Let go. You know you crave what only I can give you.”

She threw me another flushed look and I shoved my thumb deeper into her asshole. Her agitated whimper only spurred me on.

Her body convulsed and I could easily tell she was furious with her body for the complete treachery. As she climaxed, I fucked her savagely, driving her against the edge of the counter.

When her body stopped spasming, I pulled my hand free, cracking my palm against her heated bottom several times before pulling my cock from her tight pussy. “Keep in mind that I own every inch of you and I will take what I want when I want.”

I pressed the tip of my cock against her asshole and for a split second, I witnessed another wave of fear in her lovely violet eyes.But she was strong, perhaps unbreakable after all. Her look of defiance returned almost instantly.

As I pushed inside by a few inches, she shuddered and a single bead of perspiration trickled down her cheek. I longed to capture it with my tongue but fucking her was more important.

I gripped her hip, allowing her a few seconds to become accustomed to my large girth. But I was losing control. When I thrust the remainder of my shaft inside, she dropped her head. Every gasp for breath was another concerto, another beautiful melody.

She was so damn tight and hot I threw my head back. I needed to catch my breath. As I started fucking her, I could easily tell she was plotting my demise.

Perhaps it was wrong, but I reveled in the thought of her attempt. I couldn’t wait to see how strong and resourceful she could be.

Being deep within her should be considered very wrong, but I just didn’t care.

The hard slap of my skin against hers was only challenged by our combined heavy breathing. She licked away the salty bead while pressing hard against the glass. Our reflection told no lies. She could fight it all she wanted, but she craved this.

She needed this.

My anger was calmed, dominating her and taking her sweet asshole satisfying the intense primal need.

But I knew it wouldn’t be enough.

This was just the beginning of the filthy things I’d do to her.

After pumping several more times, my balls filled with cum. I’d never lost control around anyone, but with her, the concept was far too easy.