Page 55 of Ride Hard
My T-shirt was practically ripped off me, and then my bra was gone, exposing my breasts to his touch. Fingers pinched my nipples as we stumbled back against the bed. Hissing, I pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it, returning thefavor.
Chaser snarled and tossed me down onto the bed, tearing off my boots, then ridding me of my jeans in one swift motion. He stripped me bare with such expert precision I wondered if the big secret of his past was he was a porn star with a whole reel of depraved videos of him fucking other women. An intense pang of jealousy surged through me, and I reached for his fly. After this was over, he would never want another pussyagain.
He pushed my hands away, denying me my bid for dominance, and freed his own cock. It sprang forth, primed and ready, the crown tipped with pre-cum. Hard in T-Minus two seconds. If that was an indicator as to how much he wanted me, then I would take it…anywhere he would putit.
Sitting up, I reached for him again, but he grasped me under my arms and threw me further up the bed. Forcing my legs apart, he stared at my trembling pussy with unmasked hunger. Tensing, he stood at the end of the bed with his hands wrapped around myknees.
As he breathed deeply, my gaze went to his cock, and then…hestruck.
Chaser pulled me down the bed and onto his cock, impaling me as far as he could go. I cried out, throwing my head back into the blankets, my fingers digging into the material and holding on for dear life. He thrust so hard and so fast I almost came on thespot.
I squirmed, desperate to touch him, but he leaned over and caught my wrists, his eyes pinning me with their hollow longing, and I did the only thing I was able. I reared up to meet him and caused a chain reaction to explode betweenus.
Chaser let go of whatever shred of control he’d been clutching and pounded his cock into me. He would slide back to the tip, then drive forward with taut muscles. He thrust into me so hard it was borderline painful.Slap, slap, slap,slap…
I came, unable to hold on. Blood whooshed through my ears as I screamed and exploded into a billion tinypieces.
He never slowed, not for one second. He let me go, and I writhed as his thumbs circled my clit, pressing hard over the sensitivenub.
As the shuddering subsided, he climbed onto the bed, knelt on the mattress, and he pounded erratically, then… He grasped my hips and held me in place as his cock throbbed inside me. He moaned, the sound echoing through my ravaged body as he let go of everything hehad.
Pushing up off the bed, I climbed up his body. Straddling his lap, my arms snaked around his neck, and I held him tightly as I ground against him. Our bodies shuddered as the movement sparked another wave of euphoria, the remains of what he’d already emptied into me, spreading betweenus.
Chaser’s lips met mine, and he kissed me hard and slow, his tongue commanding mine in a dance that saw his cock harden up and my pussy clench around it inanticipation.
When he couldn’t bear it anymore, he lowered me back onto the bed, this time covering my body with his. Pulling back, he thrust, sliding into me almosttenderly.
This time, we came together, our fucking climaxing in an animalistic symphony of clawing fingers, desperate moans, and rippling orgasms that seemed to lastforever.
We lay side by side afterthat.
We didn’t touch. We didn’tspeak.
I’d lost the battle, but at least I’d gotten some great sex out of it. My body throbbed with the rhythm of his merciless fucking, and I would be tender for days. A stark reminder of all the things that would be taken away from me once I was shoved over the threshold at the Fortitudecompound.
Staring up at the popcorn ceiling, I studied the shadows with a sense of exhaustedmelancholy.
“I really think this is Stockholmsyndrome.”
Chaser grunted, though I wasn’t expecting an answer atall.
“It’s more like fucking the pain away,” hereplied.
I rolled away from him, curling up on my side. He wanted to control me, but I was uncontrollable. I was a whirlwind of fury.I’d show themall.
Moaning softly, I slipped my hand between my legs and fingered myself, feeling the remnants of Chaser’s cum. When his body instinctively curled up behind me, I allowed him to raise my leg back over his. As I felt his cock rub through my wetness, I was powerless to stop him entering me frombehind.
Who was Chaser? I didn’t really know shit about him, especially when he said things like that. How could I feel anything for ashadow?
Definitely Stockholm syndrome, I thought.Forsure.
