Rapine 2: Ravished by the Billionaire (The Trophy Wife)

by Charlotte Rose

“You have no fucking idea what I want to do to you,” he says with a clenched jaw.

  “What do you mean, honey?”

  “Like I told you before, there are things I want to do to you, that you may not accept, and I don’t want to lose you.” Julian gazes at me and looks deep in thought.

  “Why don’t you just tell me exactly what it is that you’d like. I really enjoy making you happy.”

  Julian appears to be considering my words. “Oh fuck, Cheryl, I don’t know. If I tell you, you might think I’m really fucked up. How could I possibly even consider doing any of the things I want to do to you if I love you as much as I do? I have never loved a woman as much as I love you. Hell, I don’t think I ever really knew what love is until I met you.” Julian stares at me lovingly and I notice his bulging erection.

  I take a sip of champagne, waiting for him to say more.

  “I’m so torn Cheryl, on one hand I can’t stop thinking of all the things that I want to do to you that might make you want to leave me, but on the other hand, I want this to be a typical, normal, loving marriage. I just don’t think you’ll agree to what I have in mind.” Julian tightly compresses his lips, with a strained look on his face.

  “Just tell me. I couldn’t imagine what would make me want to leave you besides you cheating on me, or hurting me badly in some way,” I say emphatically. “I love you and trust you so much.” I smile.

  “I love you, Cheryl, you mean everything to me,” Julian whispers. Julian has a highly stressed look on his face. “I didn’t even think I would ever find a girl I wanted to settle down with and marry. I always thought I would be a bachelor for life. But now that I found a wife who I would die for, I still can’t stop thinking about all the things I want to do to you.”

  I’m suddenly aware of a certain tension between us, and I sense a burning need emanating from Julian. I know that I want to make Julian happy just as any woman that loves her man wants to satisfy him in bed. However, I know that Julian is not as simple and straightforward as most men. I know he has ravishment fantasies. When Julian showed me the “ravishment room” that he designed for me in his Switzerland home I didn’t know what to think as first. When we tested the “ravishment room” with a Temporary Contract of Consensual Ravishment, I liked it more than I thought I would have. I was turned on beyond belief, and it was a night I will never forget. I found it so exciting to be ravished by the man that I love and trust. However, I sense Julian wants more, much more than this.

  I suddenly have an irresistible urge to kiss Julian and never stop. My heart flickers as I kiss Julian in a primal manner and he kisses me back even more forcefully. I moan as he sticks his tongue deep into my mouth, fucking my mouth as if it were our last kiss.

  I break away and gasp for breath. “I let you do anything you want to do to me,” I say feeling my heart speed up in exhilaration. This new sexual territory is exciting.

  I feel such strong feelings for this man, it’s indescribable. I inhale his manly, musky, spicy cologne. His scent intoxicates me. What could he possibly do that I wouldn’t like? I feel such a strong desire to surrender to this man completely.

  My primal desire to be the submissive suddenly takes a strong hold over me. “Take me now. Do whatever you want to me,” I whimper.

  Julian’s pupils dilute as he stares at me still processing what I just told him. His lips are tightly compressed and his jaw looks so tight like he is holding himself back from just grabbing me and doing brutal things to me.

  Julian examines me. “You don’t understand,” Julian growls.

  “Help me understand,” I encourage. I will never let this man go, why doesn't he understand. I will do anything for him.

  “I know you are ready to do nearly anything,” Julian says as usual reading my thoughts. “I just don’t know if I can allow myself to make you do these things.”

  “Just tell me,” I whisper.

  Julian is silent for a while. I start to feel frustrated that he is holding his thoughts back from me. What could he possibly have in mind that is so terrible?

  “I’m ready for anything,” I say.

  Julian’s eyes gleam mischievously. “Well, then, if you really want this as much as I do, I will need you to sign a ravishment agreement,” he whispers. “I will do some very intense things to you, and I need you to feel safe. I need you to be 100% ready before you decide to sign the agreement, and there is no need to rush. As much as I want you to agree to do this, the most important thing is that you are willing to be fully surrendered and submissive to me. If you’re not happy, I’m not happy.”

  I realize his desires for fulfilling these fantasies are very strong, but ultimately my happiness is the most vital factor in all of this. As I consider my feelings on being fully surrendered to Julian, the thought of it turns me on beyond belief. I want to explore this new sexual territory that I’ve never experienced before. Although I’m not sure what Julian has in store as he is being very cryptic about it, I know I want to explore my sexuality with Julian. I sense that Julian will help me explore my sexuality to the most extreme level.

  “I’m happy to surrender to you and I'm 100% ready to do this,” I say.

  Julian’s pupils dilute in excitement, but his face looks concerned. He lovingly strokes my face. My heart pounds with love for him.

  Julian is similar to Derek in some ways, but superior to Derek in every single way. Just like Derek, Julian has two extremes, two sides to him that make me fall harder for him each day. He is tenderly loving, yet aggressive with men; he is primal and animalistic, yet civilized and intelligent; he is incredibly romantic and old-fashioned, yet he has these deep, dark fantasies.

  Julian caresses my face with great tenderness in much the same way as a mother caresses her newborn child. Julian loves me so much and he makes me feel more loved and cared for than I’ve ever felt in my life. To be so deeply loved by a man is something every woman should experience in her life. There is just nothing like true love. However, as much true love as Julian has for me, the twist is that he is also a sexual savage. Women that are into a notebook-type romance with gentle love-making would run away as fast as possible from a man like Julian, but I’m drawn to him like a magnet; he is so very complex, a mix of a criminal and a saint; a devil and an angel.

  Julian embraces me and I feel his body heat envelope me. I reach my arms under his arms and around him, gripping his powerful, muscular back.

  Julian kisses the side of my neck and places my earlobe into his warm, wet mouth, gently blowing hot air into my ear. I melt, embraced by his steel muscular body.

  He leans back and fixes me with an intense stare.

  “If you’re ready for this, I need you to sign a ravishment agreement,” he whispers. “But for today, just for today, I need to give you another taste of what’s to come. Then, only then, if you like it, we can proceed.”

  “Do I need to sign anything today?” I ask.

  “Not this time. You are my wife now, there’s no need for you to sign a temporary agreement.”

  I nod my head, excited for what’s to come.

  Without another word, Julian gently takes my hand and leads me into the bedroom. He undresses me, savoring my body with his eyes. He lets me undress him and I in turn admire his body.

  He cups my breasts and I feel my nipples harden against his palms. I inhale sharply as he twists the hard buds between his thumb and index finger. He doesn’t stop twisting until they are painfully hard and sore. I hiss out my breath.

  He moves his fingertips from my nipples, down to my rear end, and squeezes hard. “The things I want to do to you. Fuck, my mind is running wild,” he roars. He clenches his jaw, as if to stop himself from throwing me down onto the bed, brutally fucking me, and God knows what else.

  “I’m yours to do with as you please,” I whimper.

  He pierces me with his gaze, leans in, and I feel his breath on my ear. “I’m going to ravish you.”

  I shiver with anticipation.

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sp; “Do you consent?”

  “Yes, I do,” I reply eagerly.

  “Say it!” he roars.

  “I consent!”

  “Tonight is only a preview of what’s to come once you sign the agreement.”

  I nod my head.

  “I want you to resist me.”

  “Okay,” I whisper, waiting for him to tell me more.

  “I want you to resist my advances with all your force and genuinely act like you don’t want it,” he instructs.

  “Okay.” I grin. “Is that it?”

  Julian pierces me with his stare and remains silent for a while. “No, there’s more, but I need to introduce this to you slowly, let you adjust. I don’t want to dip you into hot water right away.”

  I grin mischievously. “I’m ready for anything.” I gaze into Julian’s eyes, challenging him.

  Julian smiles mischievously. “We’ll see about that.” His eyes glitter as if he is amused by me. Then, his eyes dilute and he pierces me with an intense gaze. “Get down on the bed,” he commands.

  I lay down on the bed on my back.

  Julian gets on top of me and traps me with his body weight. He gazes down at me and whispers, “I want you to get into the victim mindset. Act as if don’t want it.”

  I nod, trying to picture how the fuck could I not want to have sex with Julian. He is fucking gorgeous. His blue eyes are like ocean water, his lips are like the ripest fruit. His body is tempting and irresistible.

  “Cheryl, you ready?” Julian wakes me from my concentrated gaze on his face.

  “Yes, I’m ready,” I whisper, trying to get into the victim mindset, but finding it incredibly difficult while staring at him.

  “I love you,” I whisper.

  “Cheryl, if you’re not ready, we can do this another time,” Julian growls in a low tone.

  I refocus my concentration on what Julian and I are trying to do. “Okay, honey. I’m ready.”

  I put both my hands on Julian’s broad, muscular chest and push him away with all my strength. “Get off me,” I whimper. “I don’t want this.”

  Julian’s eyes instantly lit up and a certain darkness washes over his face. I feel his length getting rock hard against my thigh.

  “I won’t let you go until I’ve fucked you and came inside you,” he growls.

  “No!” I shout. “Let me go!” I push back Julian with all my strength, but Julian’s body is unmovable as he pins me to the bed. This is really hot.

  Julian kisses me, thrusting his tongue deep inside my mouth. I want to kiss him back, but instead I turn my head to the side to get away from his mouth.

  “Get off me!” I shout, pushing and shoving his arms, the sides of his body, whatever part of his body I can push away as I lie underneath him. It is futile. His body is too strong, his weight presses me into the bed. Holy fuck, this is hot. My inside gets slick. As much role playing as we do, nothing will affect my natural reaction to Julian. I can’t stay dry as a real sexual victim would.

  Julian settles his body more solidly atop of mine. His length throbs against my thigh. I can feel his pre-cum oozing down my thigh. Julian is fully loaded and as rock solid hard as ever. This is really turning him on.

  I try to get even deeper into the victim mindset. “Let me go! Please let me go and I won’t tell anyone!” I beg, still keeping my head to the side to avoid his kiss.

  “Shh,” he whispers into my ear. He twists his head to meet my mouth and devours my mouth with artfully planted kisses.

  I feel like moaning at his luscious kisses and the manly feel of his body weight on top of me, pressing me down, trapping me, but I resist the urge to show him even a hint of sexual arousal. However, my inside refuses to cooperate. I feel my wetness leaking and dripping out.

  I turn my head to the other side to get away from his kiss, and I find it increasingly hard to pretend that I am not aroused and not interested in being fucked by Julian.

  Julian wraps his hand around my entire neck and twists it to face him. He kisses me forcefully, shoving his tongue into my mouth. I want to kiss him back so bad, but I resist.

  I try to turn my head away, but his hand grasps my neck firmly, and he holds my head in place for his mouth. Julian’s other hand trails across the side of my body toward my legs.

  Holy fuck, this is so fucking hot. I’m melting at Julian’s kiss and his touch, desire building up within me, an uncontrollable urge to be beastly fucked by him.

  Julian lifts himself off me and squeezes his hand between my legs, forcing them open. I try to fight back by quickly bringing my knees to my chest, and pushing his body away with all the strength of my legs. However, Julian is quicker and stronger, he quickly and forcefully grabs both my legs, pries them wide open and positions himself between my legs.

  “No!” I scream. Yes, yes, my inner core screams. I’ve never been so aroused in my life. My inner core is so tense and tight, wanting to be fucked hard.

  Julian’s length is positioned right near my entrance, throbbing, and I feel thick blobs of pre-cum oozing onto my skin.

  “No, no!” I whimper loudly all the while my inside begs to be fucked. “Get off me. Stop!” I scream. My body stiffens, ready to feel Julian’s ten inch length inside me.

  “Don't scream!” Julian commands as he places a hand over my mouth, muffling my screams. I squirm underneath Julian, burning with strong urges, all the while pretending that I am trying to get away from him.

  Julian grabs my arms and places them to my sides. “Don’t make a fucking sound. Once I’m finished with you, I’ll let you go, so stay still and stop fucking pissing me off bitch,” Julian roars as he hovers over me.

  The way these words roll out of Julian’s sexy mouth as well as the derogatory remark toward me, fuels my desire to be forcefully taken by Julian all the more. I would never tolerate him calling me a bitch out of the bedroom, but in the bedroom as part of role play it is fucking hot and it definitely turns me on.

  Julian brings his face right up to my face and whispers, “It will be over soon.”

  “No! Stop, stop, please don’t,” I protest loudly but Julian has already shoved his length inside me and is thrusting deeply. He is intrusively thrusting, his entire length deeply imbedded inside me, while his sacks loudly slap against me.

  He is ravishing me and I am loving every inch of him deep inside me, fucking me with such force and friction that I can’t imagine how I could handle him going any harder or faster. Being the mind reader that he is, he picks up the pace and fucks me with even deeper thrusts, banging up against the very back of my inner walls, stretching me out to the maximum.

  I wail with every powerful inward and outward stroke of Julian’s thick and enormous length. My inside has still not adjusted to his size and I feel a burning sensation as Julian grinds his hips against mine, while groaning in pleasure. “Fuck yeah, you feel so good. Hold still and keep your fucking mouth shut. I’m going to creampie you.”

  My inner core tightens at his words but I want to play this out right to the end. “No! Don’t cum in me. You can cum anywhere else, just don’t cum inside me!” I cry out.

  “Shut up bitch,” he yells at me.

  My inner core constricts even tighter.

  I pretend to be very upset, struggling underneath Julian, my arms coming up to push at his chest.

  “Don’t fucking piss me off,” Julian warns. Julian’s entire body tightens, he grabs my wrists and holds them high above my head as he continues to drive himself inside me, plunging in and out, getting ready to unleash a deluge of his sperm inside me.

  Julian sucks on my nipples, before burying his face at the side of my neck and pumping away inside me. I gasp at the feeling of his massive length. His rock-solid hardness feels unbelievable rubbing up against my clitoris, and I sense I am on the verge of a very powerful orgasm.

  Julian grunts and groans, his cries of pleasure echoing around the room. I cry out and wail as Julian picks up the pace and thrusts even faster, his sacks slapping
loudly against me. My insides feeling like they are being torn.

  My inside constricts as Julian’s pace increasingly quickens. “I’m going come inside you now,” he growls in my ear.

  “No,” I whine loudly.

  “Oh yeah, I’m almost there,” Julian grunts.

  I reach my climax just as Julian’s orgasm starts and he pours himself inside me, hissing loudly through clenched teeth. He thrusts hard, emptying himself inside me.

  I moan as a euphoric climax rips through my body. I feel Julian’s warm liquid fill me up to the brim. He continues thrusting to completely empty out every last drop inside me. Finally, he slows and stops, resting on top of me.

  Julian withdraws his length and slides over onto the bed, laying on his back. My body is quaking from my orgasm and I feel his liquid warming up my belly.

  He draws me into his arms and he gets me to lay my head against his chest. I can feel his heart beating. My mind starts racing. I’ve never climaxed so powerfully in my life before. Julian said that was only a preview! What more does he have in store?

  That was really fucking hot, but only with Julian, a man I truly love and trust. A real life rape scenario is one of my biggest fears; to be raped by a man I have no feelings for would inflict a great wound in my soul.

  “Did you like that, Cheryl?” Julian whispers.

  “Yes. I loved it,” I respond.

  “Good,” Julian says, as he runs his fingertips up and down my back. I lie cuddled up to him and inhale his manly scent. He has a few beads of sweat on his chest, but nothing compared to Derek. Julian is fitter and healthier than Derek. Even though I have long forgotten Derek and my life with him, I still do bring him to mind, especially when comparing him with Julian. Julian is superior in every way, even in the smallest details.

  Suddenly a wave of joy overtakes me and I drive myself into Julian’s body, cuddling up to him as close as I can get. My head is propped right underneath Julian’s chin. I love him so much.

  I close my eyes as I lie in Julian’s arms for many blissful minutes, savoring his body heat, inhaling his scent that relaxes me, and listening to his beating heart and his breathing.