Page 9 of Hard Limits

She stared back at me and I gave out a deep sigh. “Just give me a chance.”

She bit down on her sumptuous lip and I couldn’t help myself. Leaning down I took her mouth in mine. She froze, her hands splayed out against my chest. Our lips met, and I slowly coerced hers to open for me. She fought me, and I couldn’t deny the fact that I enjoyed that fight.

Grabbing her by the waist, I dragged her up against me, molding my lips to hers and forcing her mouth to comply. She whimpered and struggled in my grasp. Her hands fisted in my shirt as she tried to pull away, but it was no use, and she knew it.

I gripped her head, sucking on her bottom lip as whimpers escaped her and got lost within my guttural moan. She struggled against me, slamming her fists on my chest and I grabbed at them, forcing them behind her. I looked down and my cock nearly exploded at the sight of her cleavage being pushed out against her black tank top. Leaning forward, I couldn’t help myself. Licking a path from the top of one slight curve and along the other I realized there was no stopping the beast in me tonight.

“Please.” I looked up at her as my tongue dipped along the hollow of her cleavage and she bit her lip and held her breath.

“You can either play nice, or play hard to get, either way your mine tonight.”

“You can’t.”

“Watch me,” I lifted her into my arms and dropped her onto the mattress. She tried to get away, but gripping her ankles I slid her down, spreading her legs wide open for me. She sat and slapped me, and I smiled, loving the fire that burned within her.

“That’s it, baby girl. Hit me, kick me, punch me, but tonight I want you to scream for me.”

I slid my hands up her thighs, lifting her black plaid skirt as I went. She thrashed on the bed, her hips lifting and giving me the advantage of ripping off her blue cotton panties. I inhaled sharply at the sight of her pussy and watched as it undulated before me. A glimmer of sweetness coating her lips and I grinned. The dirty girl was aroused.

I gripped her by the hair and lifted her to meet me head on. Her ragged breaths lingered on my mouth and I couldn’t help but drag my tongue along her upper lip. Tasting her again.

“You followed me because you wanted a taste. Now, you’re going to deny me?”

“I don’t want it like this,” her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, her body rippled with anger.

“Then how? Show me.”

I let her hair go and fell over her, my arms and body caging her onto the mattress. I could tell she was confused, uncertain.

“I-I don’t know what I want,” she confessed.

“Hmmm…does your pussy ache?”

She bit her lip and after a long pause, she nodded.

“Do you want me?”

“I don’t know.”

I caressed her cheek and her eyelids fluttered shut again. “I like when you fight me. It turns me on.”

“Oh?” She whimpered looking up at me. Her eyes were going to get me killed.

“Fight me.”

“What?”

“Fight me. Kick me. Claw at me. I want you to hurt me.”

“I-I can’t do that.”

I shook off my jacket and tore off my shirt. Grabbing at her tank top, I tore it open exposing her small breasts.

“Yes, you can,” I growled as I took one the small buds into my mouth. I completely sucked it into my mouth until she yelped and gripped my hair.

“More,” I growled as I nipped at her other breast, gliding my teeth across her hard nipple.

She arched her back, her nails digging into my scalp. I reached between her legs and slid my fingers along her silky mound. She was already drenched, and I’d only just begun.

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