“Well, I’ll be damned. My mother was right,” he said with an amazed grin.“She told me I would find a woman like you some day, my angel.”
Sarah blinked up at him, completely intrigued.“What do you mean, a woman like me?”
Brian’s grin widened when she squirmed slightly, trying to free her arms. He tightened his hold on her wrists to hold her down, caressing her breast softly as he spoke.
“Be still,” he growled.
She instantly complied, and he grinned. She was perfect. He continued to torment her nipple as he explained.
“When I was barely fifteen, I snuck into the brothel in our hometown and lost my virginity to a lusty whore.” He ignored Sarah’s indignant gasp and continued.“I visited there several times over the course of that summer. I began to explore my sexuality. I learned that for some people, like me and you, pain and pleasure are closely linked. I began to realize that I need to assert complete control over a woman in order to reach the ultimate pleasure.”
Brian gave her nipple an especially hard pinch, and he grinned when Sarah gasped and arched her back for more. He twisted the tender bud harshly. Sarah moaned with delight.
“I thought I had been discreet, but somehow my mother found out, and she told my father about it. He thrashed me good and proper, tanning my backside until I could barely sit down for a week. He told me that I was too young to be carrying on with loose women, and he forbade me from visiting that place again until I was older.”
“My mother left me alone for a few days, giving me time to lick my wounds. I was glad, because I was ashamed to face her. Finally, she found a chance to talk with me about what I had done. She said that my brothers were different from me. They are more conventional and didn’t need to constantly test the limits. She said I had a more rebellious nature, and that I needed a different type of relationship with a woman. Then, she looked at me and gave me a secretive smile. That’s when she told me about you.”
“What on earth are you talking about?” Sarah said with a confused frown.
“She said that I took after my father. She said I had darker passions, and that I would come to understand them and be able to control them once I was older and more mature. She said that eventually, when the time was right, I would find a woman who was brave enough and strong enough, not only to understand my desires but to encourage and enjoy them. She said I needed a woman who would relish my wildness without trying to tame me, a woman who could encourage me to be a good and decent man but still allow me to satisfy my darker cravings.”
Once again, Brian tightened his hold on her wrists to emphasize her vulnerability and his control over her.“She said I would find a woman who was not only willing to submit to me, but who would be eager to do so. She said I would find a woman like you.”
He bent to sharply suckle her nipple, pulling harshly on the sensitized flesh with his teeth as she moaned her surrender. He grinned devilishly, savoring the feeling of each ripe curve writhing beneath him. When she was breathless with need, he released her nipple, chuckling at her whimper of disappointment.
Sarah was panting with excitement.“It sounds as if your mother is a very wise woman,” she murmured with wonder.
“She is,” Brian said simply.
He knew her tender nipple must be throbbing with pain, and he watched for her reaction as he squeezed and tormented the sensitive flesh further. He was gratified to see that she was eager for even more sweet torture. His wicked fingers continued to torment the impudent nubbin as he continued his story.
“I was amazed at the depth of my mother’s perception. I didn’t understand how she could know such things about me. It was only years later that I realized that she knew because my father was the same as me. He needed to dominate her, and she was willing to submit to satisfy him and serve his pleasure.”
“What made you realize that, Brian?”
Brian met Sarah’s startled gaze and gave a wicked grin.“One night, I woke up and heard muffled noises coming from my parents’ bedroom. I snuck down the hall and peeked inside. My father had my mother tied down on the bed. He was …” Brian hesitated, remembering just what he had seen but reluctant to share the details.“Well, let’s just say that he was doing some rather strange things to her, and she was moaning with pain. I thought he was abusing her. I was about to confront him and make him stop when I heard her begging for more.”
Brian dropped his gaze to her trembling breast as he pinched her tender nipple especially hard. Sarah gasped, but arched her back, and moaned with delight.“She sounded exactly like you do now. She knew exactly what kind of woman I needed, because she was also that kind of woman. She knew I needed a strong but submissive woman, and now I have found you.”
He bent to suckle her breast, pulling sharply on her already smarting nipple with his teeth. He showed no mercy on the tender nubbin, torturing it as Sarah moaned from the sharp pain and exquisite pleasure. When she was nearly frantic, straining against his hold on her wrists, he released her nipple, soothing it with his tongue.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asked, his voice dark and taunting.
“No,” she cried, gasping for breath, flushed with arousal.“No, I want more.”
With a satisfied chuckle, he seized the same nipple again, treating it even more harshly. He smiled as he suckled. Her juices were dripping out around his balls, and she was bucking her hips in her desperation to make him move within her. He held completely immobile, imbedded in her depths as he ravished her breast.
He released her nipple again, stroking his thumb over the abused tip. It was red and quivering, begging for leniency even though Sarah would not. He knew the tender flesh would be bruised and sore for days and would serve to remind Sarah of these moments. He grinned and switched hands, so he could savor her other breast, easily restraining her despite her efforts to free her arms.
“Be still,” he growled.
Once again, she immediately stopped struggling. He blew across her other nipple, softly rasping it with the pad of his thumb.
Sarah arched her back, thrusting the impudent tip toward him, mutely begging for more. Brian was happy to comply, devouring the sweet bud as her cries of pleasure drifted over his head. When he felt she was nearing her release, he freed her nipple and lifted a mocking brow as he grinned down at Sarah. She was beside herself, urgently seeking climax.
“What do you want, my naughty angel?”
Sarah sobbed with frustration, once again bucking her hips against his and using her legs to try to make him move inside her. She was desperate for relief.
“You know what I want,” she groaned.
“You have to tell me what you want,” he urged, nibbling gently near her ear.“Admit it to me.”
Sarah bit her lip and squeezed her eyes closed with a moan.“I want you to make love to me again. Please, Brian.”
“Ah,” Brian said softly. He grinned as he began to move, thrusting slowly and gently into her body. She was deliciously wet, hot and tight, and he savored every stroke.“Shall I take you like this, Sarah? Shall I be your tender lover, gentle and kind?”
“No,” she gasped, meeting each thrust.“Please, I want it like before.”
“How was it before, my angel? How did I take you before?”
Sarah felt so frustrated and needy that she could hardly think. She met his stare, and her eyes pleaded with him. She looked so beautiful.
“You took me hard and fast and deep,” she whispered.“I want that again, please Brian.”
“Ah,” Brian said. “You want me to fuck you.”
He withdrew from her completely and gave a wicked chuckle when she whimpered. He rested on his elbows, and grinned down at her. His erection lay hard and hot and throbbing between them, a constant distraction. She sobbed with frustration.
“I can see that I will have to teach you the proper terms for what you want, Sarah.” When she opened her mouth to say something, he laid a finger across her lush lips. His eyes were twinkling with
teasing humor.“How can you expect me to give you the pleasure you deserve when you refuse to ask for what you want? There’s a whole different language for sex, Sarah. It’s time you learned to say the words.”
She gave a frustrated moan. “But Brian, do we have to talk about this right now?”
He grinned down at her. She was so obviously frustrated and impatient. He loved it. He ground his cock against her clit just to tease her, and he laughed when she gave a needy little sob.
“Yes, angel, right now. First, you need to know the proper terms for body parts and sexual acts. I can only satisfy your desires if you express them properly. For example, if I say vagina or womanhood, you know I’m just referring to your physical parts. On the other hand, if I say pussy …” she gasped and he grinned, “or cunt, or slit, you know I want to have sex with you. See? Different words have different meanings.”
She could barely focus on what he was saying. She felt desperate as she writhed beneath him. She could feel the hot ridge of his erection, and all she could think about was how empty she felt without it.
Brian was fully aware of her need. He continued to torment her.
“There are different words for my parts too. You can say erection, if you just want to refer to my penis. But if you want me to fuck you with it, you have to ask for my dick or my prick or, my personal favorite, my cock. If you beg for my cock, I’ll definitely know what you want, angel.”
“Brian!” she wailed. She buried her face in the crook of his neck to hide her blush. “That’s so crude.”
Brian chuckled and began twisting her nipple again just to keep her on edge. “Nevertheless, you have to get past your shyness and use the correct words. That’s the only way I’ll know what you want. Now, take sex for example. If you want me to be gentle and tender, you should ask for me to make love to you. If you want it hard and fast and deep, you should ask me to fuck you. Do you understand, angel?”
Her cheeks flooded with hot color.“But, Brian, I can’t say those words. It wouldn’t be proper.”
“Of course it’s proper. You must learn to use the correct words. In fact, I insist. Besides, hearing you say the right words brings me pleasure. I adore hearing you beg to be fucked. Don’t you want to please me, angel?”
“You know I do, but …”
“No buts, Sarah. I tell you what … you can work up to it gradually. Ask me to make love to you.”
“Yes, please make love to me, Brian. Please.”
He grinned and slid gently into her body once more. As he flexed his hips, he watched her beautiful face flood with relief. However, her relief was short lived. He kept his strokes slow, shallow and unsatisfying, just enough to tease her. When her brow began to furrow, he leaned close to her ear. His low voice was pure, sinful temptation.
“Is that what you wanted, angel?”
“No, I want more. Please, Brian.”
“Oh, alright. If you want it a bit more energetic, ask me to use you for my pleasure,” he whispered, still stroking softly into her body.
Sarah moaned in frustration.“Yes! Please use me, Brian. Use me for your pleasure.”
“Good girl.”
He sped up the pace, but still, it was nothing like before. He probed her with thorough strokes that stoked her fire hotter and hotter, but she couldn’t quite make it to the peak.
“This does give me great pleasure, angel. Your sweet pussy feels so incredible around my cock. I could use you like this all night. Is that what you want?”
“Yes,” she moaned, but then she frowned.“No! No, I want more. Please, Brian.”
“Then you have to ask me to fuck you, Sarah.”
She gasped and buried her face against his neck again.“I can’t say that, Brian. Please, I can’t.”
“Say it,” he insisted.“If you want me to pound your sweet pussy hard and fast and deep, you have to admit that you want me to fuck you. Say it, Sarah.”
She hesitated for several moments. She couldn’t bring herself to say the crude words he wanted to hear. Brian waited patiently, stroking into her in a way that only served to frustrate her. Finally, she gave in.
“Alright! Fuck me! Fuck me hard, Brian! Please,” she sobbed.
“Like this?” he asked.
He sped up his pace, thrusting into her forcefully, plumbing her depths with every harsh invasion. Sarah moaned her approval, clutching at him greedily with her inner muscles.
“Yes,” she cried.“Yes, yes, yes.”
It took only moments for her to shatter. Brian grinned as he watched her expression transform from desperation to bliss. She had the face of an angel, but her voluptuous body encouraged him to indulge every sinfully carnal impulse he had ever had. He finally released her wrists, fondling her breasts leisurely as he waited for her orgasm to subside.
As soon as her inner muscles eased around him, he withdrew and flipped her onto her stomach on the bed. He pressed close against her back, using his weight to pin her down. He caressed her lush bottom and then reached down between her thighs to stroke her throbbing folds from behind. He grinned when she gave a weak moan of pleasure and bent one knee to give him better access.
“See, Sarah. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
She gave a mortified moan and hid her face in the mattress. He chuckled and continued to tease her mercilessly, touching softly with the pads of his fingers, circling her entrance but refusing to enter. He stroked her tauntingly until she was once again desperate for release. All the while, he sharply nipped her shoulders and the nape of her neck with his teeth.
She was wonderfully responsive to his touch. She writhed in his arms, panting with building need. He grinned again when she shivered with pleasure. When she was whimpering with need, he leaned near her ear, and his voice was wickedly tempting. His breath was a hot blast against her neck.
“You’re so wet and luscious, my naughty angel.”
He growled when she thrust her bottom back against his hand, encouraging him to spear his fingers inside her. He knew she must be in pain. He had taken her virginity and ravished her a second time in less than an hour.
“Arenât you sore, Sarah?”
“Yes,” she moaned, still shamelessly trying to arch against his hand.
Brian flicked her clit, squeezing it gently and then leaving it forlorn as his fingers once again circled her opening. She was dripping with sweet, musky fluid.
“Arenât you aching and bruised down here?â he asked, continuing to toy with her slick flesh.“Isn’t your little wet pussy sore, Sarah?”
His crude talk made her gasp again, but she answered shyly.“Yes,” she whispered, rubbing her bottom enticingly against his hand.
He grinned. He loved the fact that obscene language made her shy, and yet, she was willing to allow him to do anything he wanted with her body. What a delightful combination she was.
He speared her with two fingers, chuckling when she moaned her approval. He enjoyed her panting moans and the slick sound of his fingers as he squeezed a third finger inside her. He spread his fingers apart to stretch her sensitive sheath, knowing that he was causing her pain. He was thrilled when she sighed with pleasure. She was absolutely perfect.
âTell me to stop,â he murmured.“Say youâve had enough.â
âNo,â Sarah gasped, âI don’t want you to stop, Brian.â
He abruptly withdrew his fingers, smiling when she gave a disappointed whimper. He replaced his fingers with the broad head of his cock, holding himself poised at her entrance. He grinned with delight when she eagerly pressed her bottom back toward him in clear invitation.
“Doesnât it hurt when I’m inside you?” he needled.
“Yes,” she whimpered again, “a little, but I still want you inside me, please.”
“You mean you want me to fuck you some more. Come on, don’t be shy. Say it, angel.”
This time, she didn’t hesitate. She nodded her head eagerly.“Yes, Brian. I want you to fuck me some m
ore, please.”
“Mmmm,” he said, savoring her searing heat on the tip of his erection.“I donât want to hurt you, my naughty angel. Even though you are begging to be fucked, maybe I should stop.â
“Please,â she moaned again, âIt’s not hurting much, only a little. I like it.”
“What’s not hurting much?” he asked with a wicked grin. She was writhing in his arms, trying desperately to impale herself on his cock.“Say it, Sarah.”
“My pussy,” she whispered. Her voice was so soft that he could barely hear the words.
“Good girl. Say it louder, Sarah.”
She squeezed her eyes shut, blushing furiously, but she spoke louder.“My pussy isn’t hurting much. Please, Brian. I need you inside my pussy again.â
His grin was positively devilish as he continued to tease her with just the tip of his cock.“I want to be inside your pussy too, but I can only give you what you want if you ask for it properly. What do you want, angel? Tell me exactly what you want.”
Sarahâs frustrated moan was heartfelt.“Please! You’re driving me insane. Please fuck me hard in my pussy. Please, Brian. I need you to fuck me.â
“Very good, my naughty angel. I love it when you beg so sweetly.”
He lifted her thigh and thrust into her, making her gasp with the suddenness of his movements. Once again, he possessed her completely, his fingers biting into her hips to hold her still for him as he plundered her most tender flesh. He drilled into her depths, making no effort to be gentle, and she sobbed with pleasure. He reached around her waist, sliding his fingers through her curls to find and squeeze her clit in time to his thrusts.
He exalted when she clamped down on him, screaming her release into the mattress. He pinned her down and continued to pound into her until he had no strength left. Then, he flooded her body with his seed, groaning victoriously as she eagerly ground her bottom tight against him. Her inner sheath milked him in delicious waves.
When the last contraction had faded, he withdrew and slumped beside her. He gathered her into his arms - his naughty angel, his shy temptress - and gave her sore nipple a hard pinch.
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