He pushed me backwards. His length grew longer and harder. I could feel him against my stomach. Grabbing my wrists he forced them against the wall above my head and took my breath away. I then remembered that the house we was stood in was mine.
"Let me go," I told him and he squinted his eyes. Letting me go he stepped back cautiously and I dived at him catching him off guard. The two of us fell down on the sofa and that's when I unbuttoned his top button. Kissing down the side of his neck I inhaled his scent. He opened his neck up for me and I grabbed the top of his arm grinding against him. He could always say no but I'm sure that wasn't the case.
"Do you know how much I've wanted to touch you like this?" I asked him. He chuckled, "I think I like this version of you. I might need to withhold sex from you more often."
"No!" I squinted my eyes and he wrapped his hand around the back of my neck pulling me into him. My lips crashed against his. His hands were suddenly all over me and he flipped us over so that he was on top of me. I was fighting to be the alpha but I couldn't win against the real alpha male. I could tell that he loved to play the game that I had started.
Unbuttoning his suit jacket and shirt, he shrugged them off keeping his lips on mine. I wanted to help him but he grabbed both of my hands with one of his and shook his head telling me no. I sighed.
I decided to go down to his pants and unbuckled his belt. Unclapsing them, I dragged them and his boxer briefs down his legs and he sprung free. I was too focused on my task at hand I didn't notice that his top half was bare and I definitely wasn't disappointed when I glanced up. Grabbing my hair he dragged me up the bed as I went to slide him inside my mouth.
"I don't like it," he told me through gritted teeth and my eyebrows knitted together. He didn't even check to see if I was wet and lined himself up with my entrance.
Pushing himself deep inside me, he filled me up easily. "You're fucking soaking wet you dirty bitch." I felt dizzy. Those words set a fire up deep inside me.
"Oh Ryder," I groaned. Grabbing my hips he stopped me from moving and shook his head. "No. Just no Shannon. Who would even say that?" Cold. So flipping cold. I felt my stomach tense up. Moving his face closer to mine he dragged my head down using my hair.
"Fuck me like the bitch you are. Don't fucking say a word. No oh Ryder, no fucking cries. Who am I to you Shannon?" He asked me through gritted teeth. His eyes were squinted, his forehead was pressing up against mine. I felt him deep inside me and at that moment I wanted to cry out but I held it in.
"My Master." I breathed out and he nodded his head against mine closing his eyes. "Your my little fuck toy. Small, fragile, easy to move, easy to throw around. Now listen to your puppet Master and behave like a little doll should. Get to work." I nodded my head and he let me go pushing my face away from his.
I closed my eyes and he raised his hips moving to rest on his feet tilting his hips upwards. I grinded up and down but again he stopped me and pounded up and down, up and down. I struggled to stay up, his hands were on my hips forcing me down against him. A cry escaped my lips and he laughed. I opened one eye.
"You love it really." He winked and bucked up. I flew up and he flipped us over. I don't know how he managed to do it but he was still inside me. That's when he took over and went for it. I could no longer keep my moans silent and as I approached orgasm he pulled out.
"Time for bed." I seen red.
I bit his lip hard. I was like a animal that had been set free from a zoo. I was in a rage. How could he do that to me? He threw me off him and grabbed his clothes off the floor. Opening the door he pointed at me.
"The no rules are gone from this house." Launching his clothes down on the floor he pointed at the floor. "Down on that fucking floor now!" I was angry, he was angry. Both feeling the same anger wouldn't go down well and I knew that it wouldn't.
"We ain't doing that again. I'm in control of you bitch, not the other way around. I'm no submissive." Winking, he bit his bottom lip and I forced my lips to stay sealed shut. A smirk appeared on his face and he shook his head.
"Your unpredictable you know that hmm?" I nodded my head because I agreed with his statement.
How could the next part work? I don't know but I'm going to tell you anyway.
I got down on my knees in front of him and he clicked his fingers. I didn't understand what he was signalling with his hands until he spoke. "On your back." I switched so that I was on my back and he dived inside me so flipping deeply I could have sworn that I was seeing stars. In and out he went, his hips were dancing but he then grabbed my foot and tickled it. I didn't like the feeling of it but he stopped seconds later and pushed a finger in my armpit making me scream. The worst part was that he was still fucking me while he was torturing me. I didn't know what to do, my body didn't know how to react and I was crying yet laughing at the same time. He had me pinned down. Each time I just about managed to get out of it he had me back where he wanted me. He was tickling and fucking me! Who would even think about doing that? Ryder obviously. It felt like forty minutes of hell! I'm not lying either. I was screaming, my eyes were streaming with tears and this almighty orgasm was screwing my head up. I felt it release, my body was tense making the tickling worse but it was the best fucking orgasm that I've ever had in my entire life. My legs were shaking, my body was sweating bucket load after bucket load and Ryder lay his chest down on mine. That skin to skin contact made it more worth it than it should have. So flipping raw, sensual, torturous and a release that I thought couldn't ever be possible.
In the end I was focusing on my release that much all I could do was stay still and make a "uhhhh" noise. My mouth was wide open catching flies and my body was shaking. I was cold when I came back down from my high. I'm sure he overdosed me.