1. Standing Up


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    opens the door. I stand there looking at her. One look at her face and I know something is different; even ominously so. She has never shared so much with man before. My innocuous touches made her feel safe, barely whispered sighs, looking at me in silence. It freaked her out; the thought of having a connection with a older man. She had never shared her thoughts and inner most desires with any man before. She never thought she could share her vulnerabilities before, but she can with me. Perhaps, that is why she feels relaxed. Anna shudders...as yet another layer is peeled off...getting her closer to what might be the more of a possible relationship. I know this...for with that one look at her face, with the subtle contracting of her facial muscles...her eyes narrowing, her face lifting, her gaze intent upon me....I know too that she wants to cross that line. The questions have been asked. There's no going back now. I hold her by her hand. The hot crackling energy rippling in between our palms no longer surprising her. It's especially true when I telegraph that I'm going to do it. That I show her, tell her, that it's coming so that she can put up the best fight she has in her. So when her eyes narrow and her breath quickens and her muscles are bristling with all that extra strength and I sweep it away? Push you down into the position I want her in like she has no strength? That way she knows that I own her. She can call it whatever she likes and she can pretend it didn't ...
    happen, whatever it takes to soothe her, make her whole. Make her want it again. But we both know the truth when I do it. As strong as she gets, as smart as she is and as dedicated to the fight as she can be—the moment I want to take her, I can. So keep struggling, grunting, narrowing her eyes at me. I want that, too. I want to gaze into her fire with my perfect calm and demonstrate again that she is being taken. That she cannot clasp her legs together tight enough that I can't pry them apart. That she can't push her arms against mine to move them as I do. She will be mine after today. Her head relaxed, bending slightly to the side. My hot breath lingering along the soft curve of her neck. Searching lips scorching the delicate skin and melting into its softness. Her eyes are closed and lost in the moment, opening slowly. She stared through their lust-filled glaze into the afternoon sky. She noticed that the sun is barely visible, offering only a small glimmer of light to see by. Music can be heard radiating through the wall behind her. It's sultry beat influenced her response. I press her firmly against the wall, to restrain her from too much movement. My need for dominance became evident. Her roaming hands are allowed a brief moment of exploration before I grab her wrists, pinning them above her head. One strong hand is all it took to keep her immobile from the waist up. My free hand is searching for access beyond the flimsy material that concealed her aroused flesh. She squirms ...
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