I went to the window and watched him load his stuff into Garrett’s SUV. When they pulled away from the curb, I let out a sigh of relief.
I turned and Jericho hadn’t moved except to set his athletic bag next to him on the floor. He stood as if frozen and trained his gaze on me, starting at my toes and going all the way to the top of my head. His direct look made my pussy clench, especially given it was already primed for HardcoreDom’s attentions.
I put my hands on my hips and looked at Jericho. “Well, Todd’s gone, so …”
He didn’t move. His stillness was almost unnerving. It was like he was a powder keg, his energy pent up and just looking for a spark.
Where did that idea come from? He just seemed so different all the sudden.
I began to get impatient. I walked over to him. “Well, what is it? Your cleats? I’ll help you find them.”
I turned to go into Todd’s room.
Jericho wrapped his hand around my throat and his other arm around my waist. He pulled me back into his hard chest, crushing the air from my lungs. His erection bulged against my ass, the hard length promising pain and pleasure.
“Jericho, what-what—”
“Shut up.” His voice was gravelly, not his usual smooth cadence.
He lifted me easily and carried me to the door to my room.
“What are you doing?” I squealed.
He stopped and backed up, sitting on the couch before laying me across his lap. He kept one hand on the back of my neck, pressing me down. He lifted my skirt with the other and rubbed my bare ass. Heat shot through me at his sure touch.
“No panties, Goldilocks?”
The sharp crack of pain came out of nowhere. I gasped as he hit me again, his large hand stinging against my ass.
I yelled when his hand came down a second time. He moved his hand from my neck to my mouth, covering it easily as he continued spanking me. My ass burned with each strike. But my pussy didn’t. My pussy grew wetter and wetter with each hit. I wanted the pain. I craved it.
He stopped and yanked me upright, pulling my back to his chest. His mouth was at my ear and he palmed my breasts through my dress.
“When I tell you to shut up, you shut up. Understand?” His voice was steel. There would be no argument.
Who was this man? He sounded and looked like Jericho, but he acted like HardcoreDom. And he knew my screen name. Had Jericho been playing me this whole time?
“Do you want to know what I’m going to do to you?” He squeezed my breasts, let off, then squeezed again. His hard cock was pressed tight against my sore ass. It was so thick that my mouth watered.
I nodded my head in answer, too afraid to speak.
“I’m going to fuck you, Goldy. I’m going to force myself between your legs, and pull your hair, and make you look at me as I shove every inch—” he thrust his hips, rubbing his hard cock against me as he continued massaging my tits “—I have inside of you. I’m going to take everything from you, whether or not you want to give it.”
I couldn’t breathe. Heat raced through me like a wildfire. He had never spoken to me this way. Hell, he’d never spoken to the few girls I’d ever seen him with this way. He was pure sex. Masculine and powerful. I’d never wanted anything so much in my life.
He pushed me forward and picked me up again, carrying me back toward my room. I was boneless, at a total loss after what he’d told me.
He threw me onto my queen size bed. I scrambled up and turned around to look at him.
“Don’t move, Renna.” His eyes pinned me to the spot.
I froze.
He prowled onto the bed after me and shoved me down, pressing me beneath his weight. “Open your legs.”
I shook my head. I wanted him to make me. I wanted him to take it all, to force me to comply. I knew he would, just like he’d promised.
“You really do want to play rough, don’t you?” He smiled and then rose up, surveying my flowery dress.
He gripped the top and yanked, ripping the fabric in two down my front. I was fully exposed to him, the last rays of the sun illuminating my room and my body.
He groaned low in his throat.
I moved to the left, as if making a break for the door.
He grabbed my upper arm and slammed me back onto the bed. A surprised sound rose from me but he clapped a hand over my mouth. His violence turned me on to an alarming degree. Goosebumps covered my thighs, my arms. My pussy was hot, desperate to be touched.