Larry wasn't usually slow to react to things. Neither in a physical, nor in a mental sense. However, he was in the dark about Alex's arousal and her intentions.
His first instinct was to get free from that position by force, if needed. He had to control himself not to knock Alex on her butt with his free hand. This, he still managed.
However, when she grabbed his hair, he let go of the duffle bag and took hold of her wrist behind his head. He tried to minimise the force of his grip, with not much success.
When he felt the pain shooting from his ear directly to his brain, the urge for self-defence overtook him.
Larry tightened his fingers around Alex's wrist. She yelped in pain, and her hand let go of his hair. As soon as he could move his head freely, he grabbed her other wrist too, and turned her around.
Now both of them stood facing the same direction, the man towering behind the woman's restricted body.
Hearing Alex's deep breaths and noticing her painful winces, he let go of her with a slight push forward.
He completely missed her words however. At the first sign of physical threat, he switched to autopilot.
Larry actually felt ashamed for treating a delicate woman in that manner. He turned his eyes on the floor, and slid the backpack off his shoulders.
As he didn't look at Alex's face, he missed the smile on her face too. Contrary to her beliefs, she enjoyed being overpowered. She enjoyed it immensely.
"Forgive me for hurting you. It was just a reflex, not intentional." He said, cursing his lack of self control.
"Look at me!" Alex ordered.
He obeyed, and got confused for a moment. Larry expected a hurt, possibly angry Alex looking back at him. What he found instead, was a woman ready to jump him.
The arousal in her breath became evident in a second. He couldn't miss the taunting in her smile even if he wanted. The primal hunger in her eyes was a dead giveaway too.
A single look at Alex awoke the now-familiar tugging feeling deep in his abdomen. Like a black hole, he couldn't escape her gravitational pull.
"Is this part of the mentorship?" He asked, desperately trying to find a way out. He was too scared to let his guard down. He didn't understand many things - his attraction to this strange woman being one of them.
Alex on the other hand, already tasted her prey. She wasn't the type to back down when she wanted something - and she wanted Larry bad.
"Did you not hear what I said before biting you?" She asked in that sweet voice. She changed her posture, and stepped closer to the man in front of her.
< Did I cause this somehow?! > He freaked internally, and tried his best to recall what happened exactly.
It finally dawned on him. He realised Alex was in some kind of verbal foreplay since her innuendo with the rabbit-pussy metaphor. He was digging his own grave all along.
"Should I repeat myself?" She asked, taking another step closer.
"That's… not necessary." He said, trying to think about anything else other than Alex sensually touching herself.
"Indeed, it's not." Alex moved her eyes from Larry's face to his dick. Noticing his bulge, she provocatively licked her teeth with the tip of her tongue.
The tugging intensified in Larry's body. As he watched those white teeth and pink tongue in front of him, he remembered the ear biting.
His dick stiffened even more.
"I liked what you did earlier." She said, stepping forward. "Can you do it on your own? Or should I attack you?"
Larry tried to take one step back. His heel bumped into the door. He was trapped.
"I don't want to hurt you." He said. Even for his own ears, that was a sorry excuse. He was running out of options.
Alex caught up to him. She stood right in front of him, their shoes touched, their hips and stomach connected. She looked up to him, right in the eyes.
"Are you sure? You haven't hurt me even once in your fantasies, or dreams?" She taunted him again.
Larry's eyes went wide. He was shocked. Before he could drift off to panic, Alex grabbed his jaw, and yanked at it to reclaim his attention.
"I allow you to hurt me. I want you to hurt me. I want to taste you, the man called Lawrence Lee Johnson." She said, rubbing his lower lip with her thumb.
Larry's knees quaked - he lost. He closed his eyes, lowered his head to smell Alex's hair, and gave in to his desires.
He licked the thumb on his lip, then bit down on it, not softly. He let his frustration flow for failing to control himself.
He grabbed those thin wrists again, and turned the woman in his arms to face away from him. He let her feel his desire by grinding his hard dick against her ass.
With a swing of her head, Alex got her hair out of the way, and offered the side of her neck for a bite. She didn't need to say anything.
Larry tightened his arms around her, barely letting her breathe. Then he tasted that elegant and long neck.
At first, just the tip of his tongue. Then he licked her skin with full width, softening the muscles inside. Right when he felt Alex run out of air, he loosened his arms and bit down on her neck at the same time.
Alex wanted to moan, but her lungs' need for oxygen were more urgent. Some inhaling scream tried to escape her throat, but she found a big, rough palm on her mouth.
"Keep it down. I don't like noise." Larry told her, his voice husky with need.
Pride reared its head beneath the lust in Alex. She ripped his palm off her face, and stepped on his feet while rubbing against his impressive bulge.
"Like I care what you like." She replied, looking back at him.
After a pained grunt, he lifted Alex off her feet, and carried her to the bed. It wasn't a romantic or erotic carry. He just tucked her under his arm like a bag of groceries.
Larry threw her on the bed - she landed rather inelegantly, on her belly. Before she could retort for the harsh treatment, he got rid of her sandals. He threw them to the floor.
"Be careful with those!" Alex shrieked.
"Yeah, yeah." He rolled his eyes. "Like you don't have a dozen more."
Neither of them wasted time while talking. Larry took off his shoes too, as well as his pants. His boner ran out of space, but it wasn't full size yet.
Seeing as he can get even bigger, Alex's confident offensive came to a halt. It was hard to compare body parts based on memory, but she knew a few quite well.
Larry was definitely bigger than Richard and Seth. He was almost as long as Zack, only his girth fell behind. A little.
"You scared?" He asked with a shameless smirk. Their game of taunting seemed endless.
"Shut up and fuck me already." It was Alex's turn to roll her eyes. She got back to taking off her romper.
He didn't need convincing to follow her order this time. When the jumpsuit landed on the floor, he saw her juices seeping through her underwear.
Larry dived headfirst between her legs, and ripped the g-string off Alex.
With no hesitation, he inserted his middle and ring finger into her, and pushed them deep. He looked for a certain bump, and pressed down on it.
Feeling Alex's fists in his hair again, he started to suck on her clit rhythmically. He kept the same pace with his fingers and his mouth.
His other hand was looking for her breast, but he wasn't used to Alex's body yet. She helped him out though, and placed his palm where he intended.
The triple stimulation brought Alex to climax in record time. She felt like her body was electrified. She had to push Larry's head away to enjoy the waves of orgasm slowly dying down.
The annoying stirring in her lower belly finally subsided. She took a few deep breaths to calm her racing heart, then opened her eyes.
Larry was already naked, wearing only a condom.
"We are not finished yet." He promised, and flipped Alex on her belly like turning a sheet of paper.
A satisfied grunt, a slap on each asscheeks, and a mouthful of spit later he was in position to thrust into her.
But he didn't.