Passion (8 page)

I called her later that night
because I knew she wouldn’t want to talk to me, but she wouldn’t want me to
come after her again so she had no choice but to talk to me.

“Are you being a good girl Carissa, and before you answer that
know that for every curse word you get five lashes.”

“What the.....bitch you curse all the time why can’t I?”

“You’re a girl that’s why; it doesn’t sound right, besides I don’t
like it, that’s enough.”

“You’re an asshole you know that, you pencil dick motherfucker.” I
wanted to laugh at her attempts to rile me but that wouldn’t do.

“We both know that’s not true you’ve had me in your mouth, and
that’s fifteen lashes, I’d quit while I was ahead lamb, you’re racking up the
punishments at an alarming rate, who knows what I’ll think of next.”

“Listen can you be a normal seventeen year old boyfriend for
once......?”

“Oh so you do admit that I’m your boyfriend.”

“No. I just meant... arhhhhhh, asshole, just be a normal boy okay.”

“Normal is overrated, besides, if I was normal as you put it you
would’ve chewed me up and spit me out already, now go to sleep and I’ll see you
in the morning, and Carissa, no more disappearing acts.”

She hung up before I could, a normal seventeen year old, she
really didn’t know me very well, neither did she seem to know herself, she didn’t
need normal, or translated, weak, she needed a strong hand, someone to guide
her since she never had any structure when she was a kid. She only thought she
wanted to be the strong take charge type, that’s because she always had to look
out for herself when she shouldn’t have been, now it’s time for someone else to
take the reins.

Josh

The next two days went by
without incident thank God, I’d packed her bag for the weekend this morning and
reassured her father that she would be fine at our house, I gave him mom’s
number to call with any questions he might have.

Vanessa
was bummed that she lost her shopping buddy but she knew better than to say
anything, I had already warned her about getting into me and Carissa’s
business, all it took was a reminder of how that turned out last time and she
backed down, I guess the memory of her friends’ near rape was enough to keep
her in line.

I had her sequestered in my
rooms right after school, we did homework together, I kept touching her every
chance I got, little back rubs, pecks on the cheek or lips, a soft glide up her
thigh to her crotch.

When she closed her book for the last time I massaged her neck and
shoulders until she relaxed. Nibbling on her neck I raised her top, my hand
flat against her warm stomach muscles as they contracted under my hand.

Working my way up to her breasts I took them in my hands the feel
of her silk and lace bra encasing her warm flesh going straight to my cock.

One hand stayed on her breast while the other worked its way down
her middle and under the waistband of her pants.

“Open them.”

She moved to obey without question her hips lifting so I could
remove them. With my thumbnail I rubbed her clit, while biting down on her neck
and pinching her nipple.

“Ohhhhhhh.” She’s so fucking responsive, all that fire and passion
she had came through at times like this. Her legs twitched as I teased her, her
body overheated.

I
drew her out of the chair not releasing my hold on her, laying her on the bed I
stepped back to remove my clothes, never losing eye contact with her.

I saw recognition in her
eyes, she knew this time was going to be different, this was more than me
giving her oral pleasure, this was me taking her. Fuck I had never spent this
much time on a woman before, I either fucked within the first few days or I was
out, with her it was too special, what I wanted with her was much more than the
mindless fucking I’d been accustomed to.

When we were both naked I knelt on the floor between her knees as
she laid back on my bed. Starting with her instep I kissed my way up her leg,
running my tongue along her thigh, feeling the goose bumps that appeared on her
flesh.

Her scent was fucking sweet and tantalizing; making my way down
the other leg and back I finally took the globes of her ass in my hands and
lifted her to my mouth.

Her labia was nice and smooth, her cleft still closed slightly,
protecting her virginity. I swiped my tongue up and down her crack from her
clit to her asshole making her squirm and moan. Using my thumbs I opened her
wider for my tongue, plunging it inside her wetness while kneading her ass,
letting my fingertips brush against both her openings.

Her
juices were copious; drenching my face and the bed, her hands went to her tits
in the way I had shown her. She palmed them then pulled her nipples while I ate
her sweet pussy. My erection was straining for action. I’d been priming her the
last two days for this, but I had also been teasing myself in the process, and
going without for so long had taken its toll.

I had to be careful that I
didn’t hurt her in my haste. I spent more time making love to her pussy with my
mouth and fingers before climbing up her body. I kissed her with her taste in
my mouth as she clutched at my sides. Rubbing my chest against her excited
nipples I kissed her until we both needed to breathe.

With one elbow in the bed I used the other hand to guide my
straining cock into her.

I watched as my crown disappeared before she tensed up.

“Relax
baby.” I pulled out and rubbed my cockhead up and down her slit before going back
to her entrance. She dilated and her labia stretched over my crown as another
inch went in.

Fuck she was hot and tight, I
gritted my teeth to keep myself from cumming, I never had a problem with
premature ejaculation before but this was my lamb, anything could happen.

I
manipulated her clit and she opened taking more of me into her body. She pulled
her knees back to her chest and I slipped the rest of the way in; there’d
hardly been any resistance from her maidenhead though I’d felt it give under
the pressure.

“Am I hurting you baby?”

She shook her head no as she moved her hips.

“Fuck babe don’t move.” I should’ve known better, should’ve known
that even this would be a contest of wills with her.

She looked me in the eyes as she gyrated her hips beneath me using
her heels and her hands to draw me deeper into her. She was so fucking tight
and hot, her walls gripping me like a fist her moans music to my ears. 

I
took her nipple in my mouth and felt the contraction deep in her womb, the need
to pound pound pound away was beating at me, but I fought it, not now, not this
time, I didn’t want to hurt her, so slow and easy it is.

Gathering her body close, my
hands under her shoulders in a firm grip I started a slow back and forth into
her, our lips locked together in a passionate kiss.

She felt like fucking paradise, just as I knew she would, perfect,
like nothing ever had before. Tight, hot, molten heat, the kiss was almost as
hot as the sex our tongues and mouths playing together, our hips undulating
together in perfect synchronization.

Pulling back I sat back on my heels without pulling out of her,
pulling her up with me, holding tightly around her middle with one hand while
holding her ass with the other, I thrust up into her, as she wrapped her legs
around my back.

She
started to thrust faster trying to climax, but not yet, I wasn’t ready and if
she came I knew I wouldn’t be far behind. I wanted to last a little longer, to
draw out the pleasure for as long as possible.

“Easy baby, easy.”

I pulled out and took her breast in my mouth on my way down to her
pussy. There was no blood from her maidenhead thank God. She pulled on my head
when I took too long, pulling my face into her.

I licked her softly avoiding her clit and bringing her back from
the brink slowly, gently.

“Stop teasing me jerk.” She tried to pull my hair out by the
roots.

I slapped her hip and went back to work. When we’d both had enough
I flipped her over and drove into her, holding her hands out stretched over her
head I leaned over to attack her neck with my teeth.

She hunched and writhed under me as I lunged into her with deep
strokes, pulling almost all the way out before gliding back in again.

She
pushed back against me seeking more; I gave her more until I bottomed out in
her, reaching her end. My dick was the hardest it’s ever been, my head was
light, and I was in heaven.

Bringing both our right hands
down I used her fingers to guide our hands over her clit. It was swollen and
slippery with our combined juices.

She threw her head back against my shoulder as her pace quickened,
her mouth opened but there was no sound. I couldn’t keep my hips from speeding
up; I was losing control as she tightened around me, grinding her ass into my
groin as she made circular motions with her hips. Fuck.

“I’m
cumming baby, cum with me.” I attacked her clit as I went after her G spot.

Speeding up my thrusts as she
clenched and released around my swelling dick, I bit into her neck, almost
blind with lust. What the fuck, what was happening to me? Something left me as
I poured my seed into her. My heart felt like it would fucking burst out of my
chest as I came hard, my whole body tensing, head thrown back as I moaned out
loud.

Her
body was shaking in the last throes of her orgasm; I waited until she settled
before I pulled out gently watching as my seed leaked out of her, down her legs
and onto the bed. Turning her onto her back and kissed her lips softly.

Cuddle time, I fucking wanted
to cuddle, that was new, I pulled her beneath me my leg thrown over both of
hers, her head under my chin as my arms held her close. I have a lot to think
about something had happened here tonight, something that if she knew she would
make my life a living hell.

Fuck I was gone, totally and completely gone over this girl, so much
for keeping my emotions under control. Up until now I really thought I could
have her on my terms that I could keep some part of me detached.

I always thought that’s how I would be with the woman I ended up
with, it’s just my personality, not one to give up control, this was a
conundrum.

How do I add this new element to the mix, how can I control our
relationship if she controlled me?

I looked down at her sleeping form, so young, so beautiful, so
mine. It was a far cry from the hurt that was usually evident in her. I drew
her closer with that thought, that’s what I had seen in her eyes the first time
we met, beneath the bravado and snarly attitude, I had seen the hurt.

After reading her personal journals and getting to know more about
her background from other sources, I had realized she was perfect for me, I
didn’t just want to own her, I want to take care of her, and I will.

With a kiss to her brow I drifted off to sleep, tomorrow I will
deal with the new development; figure out where to go from here.

Josh

I woke up the next morning
with her held tight against me, looking down I took in her beautiful face in
sleep. She slept with her mouth slightly opened, so fucking cute. I kissed her
awake.

“I’m going to go run you a bath, don’t move till I get back.” I
whispered as sleep was leaving her eyes.

I rolled out of bed and headed for the en suite bathroom, huh, I’m
running a bath for a chick, and how did that happen, a chick that was awake in
my bed waiting for me.

I looked for some type of soothing salts or something to add to
the water, I was sure she’d be sore after last night or this morning rather.

I kept waking her during the night for an encore, I think I’d
finally had enough or more like hit a wall after about the fourth or fifth
time, I don’t think I’d ever get enough of her sweetness, each time had been
better than the last. I was definitely in trouble here.

If she ever gets a whiff that I’d broken every rule in my book
with her, she’d know just how much power she has over me. Can’t let that
happen, she’s a handful as it is.

Carrie

Oh shit, shit, shit, I gave
it up to crazy boy, what the fuck happened dammit? Now he’s gonna think he won,
I’m such a slut. But damn that shit was good. 

From the first to the fifth time the sex was fuck hot, but what
did it mean for us, where did we go from here? I know he spewed all that shit
about relationships and us being a couple but for all I know that could be his
usual modus operandi, how the fuck should I know?

I got out of bed and followed him into the bathroom where I could
hear water running. He was standing in front of the his and her sinks, head
bent as if contemplating something.

He turned his head and looked at me, his frown lines disappearing
at the sight of me.

“Come here.”

And like a sap I went right into his arms, it felt nice to be
hugged, his body so warm, the strength of his arms making me feel safe. Too
much of this and I’ll be just another one of his skanks, can’t let that happen.

Just a little more time spent in his arms then I’ll regroup, get
back on track.