Anxious butterflies as well as doubt started to fill my belly at the mere image of taking her in the same way I did all of the others.
Hard. Fast. Raw. That’s the only way I knew how to fuck. Noelle, however, had no idea what she was in for. She should be taken nice and slowly, with soft strokes. I wasn’t soft, and I most definitely wasn’t slow.
I fucked until you bled, and then I fucked some more.
“I can see you’re ready for me.” I didn’t even know the man that voice belonged to. It was far darker than it had ever been. Noelle watched me in the mirror in front of her, as my pointer finger skimmed against the fabric of her bra.
Goose bumps blanketed her soft, supple skin. It deserved to have my marks on it. To be covered in a red haze.
“I told you already, I’m not scared of you, Royal. If you’re trying to scare me it won’t work, not now. I want you. I’m ready for whatever you need from me.” I couldn’t control my emotions as I slipped into someone I didn’t know. Someone I shouldn’t trust with Noelle.
“You think you’re ready for me, Noelle, but you have no idea what I want to do to you right now. Seeing you completely bared to me, and knowing that no one has ever seen or touched you…” I breathed into her ear, my breathing tickling the hair along her ear. I slid my hand down her spine until I reached the top of her ass. A grin pulled at my lips as I pulled my hand back and gave her a quick, firm smack.
“I don’t think you can handle me, baby. But I’ll be the judge of that,” I said before snaking my hand around to her front and then further down until I was a breaths length away from her pure pussy.
“Are you wet for me, Noelle?” I whispered as I slid a finger inside her dripping wet entrance, giving her no warning in doing so.
“AAHHH!” she moaned out in pleasure and pain, her legs shaking as I slipped in and out or her. I forced my movement to slow, allowing myself to gently ease another finger inside of her. My resolve melted to the ground in a heaping mess. I wanted it to be perfect for her, but at the same time I wanted to devour her. Rip her to pieces, and then put her back together.
I wasn’t sure what came over me, or what pushed me over that invisible edge. Maybe it was when she said I want you, or maybe it was when she actually stripped herself bare for me showing me that she was serious. That she was in fact ready for me, and she trusted me enough to know that I wouldn’t hurt her. I wouldn’t let myself take her all the way today, but I could give her another first.
Then I shoved the front of my pants down, releasing my cock as I pulled my fingers out of her pussy. I needed more, so much more. Without warning or thought I pushed against her entrance making sure I didn’t pierce through the imaginary border, instead I was just giving her an idea of my size. Seeing if she could really handle all of me?
Nothing but myself could stop me from taking her fully, from piercing her pussy, and listening to her sweet cries of pleasure. Her sunshine-colored hair cascaded like a waterfall over her shoulder, and her eyes met mine in the mirror. A look of pleasure and excitement mixed with a tiny bit of fear showed on her beautiful face.
“Are you sure you want to challenge me, Noelle? Tell me that I don’t scare you, tell me I don’t deserve this. Tell me!” This was me in the raw, the man underneath it all. I was hurting, and she was here to see that pain. I was exposing her to the darkness inside of me, and she wasn’t running, not yet.
There was no pain in her eyes, not even shock. All I could see was the desire to care and the need to give. She wanted to give herself to me, even if she didn’t think she could handle what I had to give back. If that didn’t say I was a sick fucking monster for doing this, then I didn’t know what else did?
I trailed down her back, over her ass crack, and down between her legs again; my finger honing in on her clit as I rubbed slow circles over it all while gliding my finger back into her wetness. Something inside gave me the need to bring her pleasure. It was no longer about getting rid of the anger I had. It had everything to do with watching her eyes roll back into her head and the soft noises that emitted from her mouth.
“I can feel it, princess. You’re ready for me aren’t you, Noelle?” My heart was beating out of my chest, clamoring against my ribcage, and threatening to break free. I could feel her body shaking with desperate need. I gently turned her around reaching my hands under her ass to lift her up placing her on the very edge of the vanity. Noelle’s arms gripped my shoulders tightly as I moved her.
Forcing her to remove her hands, I lowered myself onto my knees and to the hard tile floor. I spread her legs apart and looked up at her, my eyes lingering on her tight, wet folds. The swelling of my cock was my only response to her.