But I was fearless too. I rushed her quicker than she could process, and before she could take a step back, I grabbed both of her wrists and pinned them behind her back. Then I grabbed her by the nape of her neck and shoved her into the living room. When I reached the nearest couch, I threw her on the cushions then pressed her down with my body. My cock was pressed right into her ass, and her wrists were pinned together against her lower back. My hand fisted her hair, keeping her head up.
She tried to fight me but couldn’t wiggle free. “Get the hell off me.”
“No.” I dug my cock into her harder, feeling my blood burn with desire. I hadn’t felt this high in so long. My domination was coming forth, powerful and blinding. It was a drug I was addicted to, and now that I broke my abstinence, it felt so good. “You’re taking the car tomorrow. Do you understand me?”
She bucked her hips and tried to throw me off. “No.”
My mouth went to her ear, and I kissed the shell, breathing hard into her canal. I wasn’t sure if I wanted her to submit or fight. Her resistance was arousing, but the thought of breaking her was a turn-on too. I nipped at her earlobe then brushed my tongue across her opening. “Do you understand me?”
Her body stopped fighting, but she retained her silence. With her hands still pinned to the deep curve in her back, she held her neck up with her strength. Her legs shot out directly underneath her, her heels still on. She breathed hard but didn’t say a single word.
“Vanilla, answer me. And give me the right answer.” I undid my slacks and pulled my boxers down until my cock was free. Lubrication leaked from the tip. A drop bubbled before it fell onto her black skirt.
She didn’t fight me anymore, but she didn’t want to surrender. Every bone in her body screamed against the loss. But she knew she had to submit. She had to let me win. Because if she didn’t, this battle would continue forever. “Yes.”
Fire burned deep inside my gut before it reached every limb and every nerve. Victory tasted so good, and the visit to my dominance was unbelievably thrilling. I had the control. I had the authority. It was like being reunited with a very close friend. “Yes, what?”
Her voice came out as a whisper. “I understand.”
I yanked her skirt up to her stomach and pulled her thong aside. My hands still pinned her wrists down even though she wasn’t fighting me anymore, and my cock slid into her opening and was greeted by her sheer wetness.
Fuck yeah.
It was still a tight fit despite all the fucking we did over the weekend, and I had to slowly sink into her until my shaft was completely sheathed. My hand never released her wrists. I loved her pinned down like this, submitting to me because she knew she lost this battle. I was her king, and she needed to bow to me.
I pressed my mouth to her ear and thrust into her, feeling her tiny pussy resist my thick intrusion. With every movement, I felt like I was home. This was my place, where I claimed her to be mine and mine alone. No other man had ever marked the territory. I conquered it.
I owned it.
“Vanilla.” I breathed into her ear as I rocked into her, taking it slow because she wasn’t ready to fuck hard—at least, her pussy wasn’t. “I just want you to be safe.” My cock was invigorated by her slick pussy. It was never happier than it was when it was impaled deep inside her. My heart was working in overdrive, and I could barely contain my excitement. “Let me keep you safe.” I moved my face to her mouth and kissed the corner of her lips.
She sighed when she felt my touch. Then she turned into the kiss and caressed my lips with hers, giving me those sexy and purposeful kisses I’d come to adore. Her embraces were like dynamite. Every single one was an explosion. “I know. It’s hard for me to let someone take care of me.”
“I’m not just someone. So please let me.” I kissed her harder and sucked her bottom lip into my mouth. One of us had to give in if this relationship was going to last. And I certainly wasn’t the one who was going to cave. She would need to take down her walls and let me in completely. She would need to submit to me.
She had to.
She rocked her ass back into me, loving every inch of my thick cock. She took it like a pro despite her inexperienced state. After she cried the first time we fucked, she didn’t cry again. Now she wanted me inside her every second she could get.