Chapter fifteen - Roseanne
We rode in silence, and I could hear him breathing. It was a comfort to know he was there. I didn’t want to be the kind of girl who would want protection, but it did feel nice to know he could take care of me when the chips were down. It didn’t hurt that he seemed to know my body better than I did.
The restaurant was a reminder how different my love life could be with the perfect man. He wasn’t selfish and he gave more of himself than any man I had ever been with. Jason and Tom had nothing in common. I’d found something worth fighting for and I wasn’t going to let it go easily.
We went up to the penthouse floor of this huge building in the center of the city. When the elevator opened, I was stunned into silence by how lavish everything looked, with nothing out of place. He was a little anal, but nobody was perfect. He swung open the doors to the balcony with the city calling my name from below.
“I have to say the skirt you are wearing is making me crazy. I want to take it off of you with my teeth pulling down the zipper. This is your time to let go of the past and live in the present with me.” He circled me like I was prey, pushing my hair out of the way and smelling the aroma of my perfume assaulting his senses.
“You say all the right things, and I still feel like we haven’t even scratched the surface.”
He lifted the hem of my skirt a couple of inches with his fingers grazing my bare leg. I wanted to tell him to stop, but there was no way those words were going to come out of my mouth.
“Last night was only the beginning. I suspect your panties are already soaking wet and practically dripping through the material. No other man in your presence could smell your excitement from where I’m standing right now. As you already know, I have this unique body chemistry and my senses are enhanced. The very scent of your desire is killing me a little bit more as I get closer.”
I yelped when he lifted me from the floor with my feet coming out of my heels. My legs found their way around him, and my ankles locked in place.
I was holding onto his neck and he was busy, ripping with enthusiasm through the only resistance protecting me from being objectified by him. The buttons of my top were rendered useless, tearing from the fabric and flying in all directions. The claws from the bear inside had made short work of the garment. I was never going to be able to put it in my closet again, and I didn’t care. It was destined for the trash. It was worth it.
He was growling underneath his breath and I could see his eyes change. It should have terrified me, but I was secretly aroused by how his need for me could become this overwhelming for him.
“I need you and I’ve never felt the animalistic side of me come out like this. I’m usually a passenger, but with you it’s different. There’s going to be a lot of firsts for us and I hope this doesn’t scare you. We are compatible in more ways than one.”
I made sure to kiss him with my tongue darting in and out of his mouth to test his resolve. His legs began to shake, but he was using both sides of his personality to overcome the teasing sensations I was making him go through.
“I can feel your cock and somehow you got rid of my panties.” I glanced and saw that they were hanging over a lampshade with the material dimming the light. There was this distinctive glow of pink surrounding us in its aura.
He slammed me up against the wall, with a few photographs becoming a victim of circumstance. The crashing and the sound of glass shattering did nothing to stop the fire burning out of control between us.
“I can’t help myself, and your body begs me to give it the relief it deserves.” He was kicking off his shoes. He was still able to hold me up without showing the least bit of strain.
“This time there is no need for foreplay. Your words are enough to ready me for the fucking of a lifetime.” I almost slapped my hand over my mouth from being too forward. I was only playing by his rules. There were no rules.
“Bear with me as I try something out of the ordinary.” His legs bent, with me still planted heavily against the wall.
He moved and jabbed at the glistening lips of my sex. It wasn’t a seamless penetration, but practice made perfect.
“Yes… just like that… pound me hard enough to make my body into a slave for your desires. Give me that battering ram and show me no mercy.”
His lust was driven by the incarnation of the bear trying to break free of its human bonds. “You have got me so damn horny. I have no choice but to give you all of my loving.” He didn’t seem like he would be willing to settle down with just one girl.
The way that he was looking at me blazed with indignation. His stamina was unparalleled and nobody could hold a candle to how he was weathering the storm of one orgasm after another.
I was still clothed from the waist down, but the skirt was barely more than a nuisance. It felt nice to spend this time in his arms even though his reckless approach did put me through a vocal exercise. I had never screamed that much in my life. It was a wonder my legs didn’t come undone from around his waist.
“The walls of your hot little hole have been squeezing me nonstop since the moment I began to fuck you. I’ve done my best to hold back the flood, but it’s going to happen sooner than later.” The serious expression of concentration on his face made me well aware of how difficult I was making it for him to continue without the expulsion of his seed.
“You make me… You make me go crazy, thinking about how I’ve wasted my time with others. This wild and untamed wet pussy is yours. I am so fucking wet and my little pussy has never been hammered with such determination.” I was rolling with the way that his hips were smacking into me each time.
We turned and he was holding me from underneath and bouncing me up and down at the same time. The obscenities would have made a grown sailor blush on shore leave. I was bringing out the old favorites and putting my own spin on them.
“I can’t seem to get enough of how you look at me. I’m trying my best to resist the unfettered influence of the bear. It’s not easy, but it does make this experience more than an eye-opening one.” He was breathing heavily, gasping and fueling me to take his orgasm under my control. The walls closed in on him repeatedly, and still he persevered through it all.
The next orgasm blinded me with vivid colors. It tore into me, breaking me down and letting me ride the wave of his excitement. The heat of his flesh penetrating my tunnel of love was showing signs of an impending orgasm of his own.
His whole shaft was throbbing, with the head ballooning to twice its size. He stumbled. I saw the glass coffee table looming closer than it appeared.
I tried to warn him, but he was already two steps ahead. He turned with his body, took the impact with me on top of him. The glass didn’t break, but it did spider-web.
He was working his pelvis, plugging in the high voltage chemistry of his craving for me. There was no chance of either one of us getting out of this unscathed if the table broke underneath us. I knew how hard he was fucking. I saw the blur of his appendage as he reentered the molten core of my sex in a cycle that took my breath away.
There was a five-o’clock shadow on his face and his eyebrows were thicker than they were before. He was fighting the natural urge to change into more than human. I pounded my hands on his chest, begging him to continue without finding his release.
He had the power of lightning in his hips and the thunder of my thighs was luring him to the promised land. He was a little rough and the friction of his thighs was going to make it necessary to walk a little funny for the next couple of days.
“I’ve never cared for a woman’s pleasure,” he grunted. “It was all about me. You’ve changed all that and now I wonder why anyone would want to be with me. Goddamn… I think that you have finally found the way to my heart,” he admitted as I scratched my nails down over his shirt, touching his sensitive nipples for a fraction of a second.
It was enough and before long he was ejecting from the cockpit. The flames burned inside along my quivering walls. I was using my own form of concentration to drain him of every drop. I didn’t want any of his seed to be left unaccounted for. It was time for everybody to come out of the pool.
He was biting my neck and I could feel how close he was to opening up the jugular. It was a little uncalled for, but it hit all the right buttons like no one had ever done before. His teeth touched on something primal in the both of us. The intensity of our release was felt with every single stroke all the way down to his balls.
I was out of breath, but I could hear the glass and how close we were to getting seriously injured. I could feel some of the glass cutting into my feet, but nothing too severe to worry about.
“Forgive me. I don’t know my own strength sometimes.” With one final lunge, he buried his staff deeply and let me feel the remnants of his erection subsiding.
I could feel the wind from the open balcony doors, but it did nothing to cool down what was becoming a guilty pleasure for the both of us. He was still on top of me. He was able to keep going for a little while longer before he finally lost his reserve strength.
“I don’t think that I will ever be the same again. Jumping into this has made me see myself differently. I can’t explain it and I wouldn’t even know where to begin. No man has ever controlled me in a way that I didn’t feel like I was being used. I was constantly inundated with pleasure. I can’t even recall how many times I came. I lost count after the fifth one. I didn’t think it was even possible to have this kind of connection to another human being.”
He was giving me a stroke in intervals of one minute apart. It was as if he was unable to resist my sexual desire. “I know I should stop, but there’s still so much more I want to give you. I should have opened up the first gate to your pleasure before trying to use the key to unlock the others. Luckily, your body was in the mood to respond to my advances. I heard your voice in the darkness of the night calling out to me from seemingly nowhere. I know how insane it sounds, but our minds and bodies are now as one.”
I couldn’t dispute his claim. “I can feel it. It’s this invisible thread.” It was the only way I could describe it.
“My cock is reluctant to release itself from your warm caress. It knows a good thing when it feels it. You can’t really blame it for its reaction.”
I squeezed him and felt him throb for a moment before settling down. “I’m glad to see this animalistic side of you. No man is ever going to be able to measure up. That thing should be registered as a lethal weapon.” I was winded and trying to get my breath back.
I had a feeling this was only the tip of the iceberg. I still didn’t have him out of my system and I wasn’t sure I ever would. We rolled off the coffee table and onto the floor. This time I was the one on top.
He carried me in his arms to the bedroom upstairs. I was exhausted and could barely keep my eyes open. A blissful slumber sounded like heaven.