HATE LOVE

“That’s it, pretty girl,” he rasped, eyes blazing. “Just like that.”

And with nimble fingers, he pulled my tank top over my head, breasts tumbling out. His tongue lapped at my nipples as I mewled, throwing my head back. Oh god! It felt so good. Desperately reaching for his jeans, I palmed that hard cock, reminded of what I’d seen online. It felt as thick and heavy as it looked in the photos. Carefully, I pulled it out, gasping at the length and girth of it in my small hand.

Oh god, yes. This is what I needed.

A smirk played on his lips. “I hope you like them big,” he growled before pulling his shirt over his head revealing the corded abs and sculpted chest I’d stared at on my computer screen. Smoothing my hands across his chest and down his muscled back, I pulled the man towards me hungrily, suddenly a female animal in heat.

As our tongues twirled, Theo pulled down my pajama pants and panties because suddenly the mood shifted as he stared at my bound hands. We both started laughing. Yes, we wanted each other, the attraction was intense. And yet this wasn’t some scary domination scene. This was a man and woman on the same plane, who could laugh together and smile even though the circumstances of our meeting were completely ridiculous.

Because I’d posted dirty pix of him on line. He’d sold my photo to a third party without my consent. And finally, the kidnapping. Yet right now, we were about to make love?

And yet it felt right. This compelling billionaire with the body of a god and blue eyes so bright they burned, was right for me at this moment. So I gave in to the temptation.

“Yes,” was my desperate pant. “I want it.”

A gleam flashed in his gaze, body hardening.

“You’ll get it, pretty girl. Trust me, it’s coming.”

And with that, the frenzy erupted again. Untying my hands, Theo knelt, pulling my pants and panties off my legs. I’d never been naked in front of a man before like this, but for some reason, there was no embarrassment. This alpha made me feel attractive, beautiful even, with his eyes brimming with desire and passion.

But it was like Theo could read my mind. He nudged my legs apart before gently spreading my pussy, pulling the lips apart. Oh god! He was looking at my insides, the juicy pink glistening and wet for his touch. Those blue eyes met mine again.

“You’re gorgeous,” he growled. “Absolutely beautiful.”

And with that, it was over. Those perfectly sculpted lips descended on my sweetest spot with a furious tongue, licking me until I squirmed and wriggled in ecstasy. My body began to shudder frenetically sending shivering currents of electricity rocketing through my body. An explosion burst inside, my limbs quivering as a moan escaped.

Theo leaned back for a moment and smiled ruthlessly.

“You’re so wet,” he rasped. “So fucking wet.”

He turned me over on my knees and stood behind my curvy frame. Holy shit, this was so embarrassing. Bent over like this, my rump must have looked enormous, like a giant mountain of white rising in the sky.

But Theo liked it because he gently rubbed that pulsing cock against my bottom, making me squeal and gush more.

“I love your ass,” he rasped. “Fuck, it’s so meaty and juicy.”

That did it. My usual embarrassment of my butt being too big was suddenly irrelevant. Gripping the back of the couch, I pushed it out even more, ready to take Theo’s cock. He squeezed the head of his cock between my pussy lips, slightly parting my virginal entrance.

The tight fit made him gasp. “You’re so fucking small,” he rasped.

I mewled, instinctively rotating my hips with pleasure.

“Yes,” I gasped breathlessly. “Yes, right there.”

I bit down on the couch pillow and suddenly it happened. Theo’s hands gripped my hips firmly as he plunged into my depths, reaching so deep that I was split in two. Oh god, how could this man be so big? A mewl escaped my lips, eyes squeezed shut in pain.

And he stopped then, his cock halfway embedded in my cunt.

“Why didn’t you say?” came that low growl. “Why didn’t you tell me you were a virgin? Fuck,” he swore. “I could have been gentle.”

But there were no words at the moment, and I rotated my hips again, body already beginning to adjust.

“Please more,” was my mewling cry, even as I pushed back on that hot rod. “Yes, more.”

And to underline my point, I did the unthinkable then. Reaching back with both hands, I pulled my cheeks apart with my palms, letting him get in deeper. Oh god, it felt so good, that masculine thickness making me into a real woman.

“Yes Theo,” came my breathy cry. “Yes, yes, yes!”