Letting him move me to the way he like the most, I relaxed and he growled in approval, and his approval made me even more turned. So painfully turned on, that I released one of my hands of his ass to touch myself. Desperate to calm down how scorching hot he made me, having my own desire and his previous release dripping from my pussy. Even my nipples are painfully hard as if they would crack at any second.
"You're such a good girl, touching yourself for me as I fuck your mouth," he growled darkly, definitely noticing how every time he says something like that, it turns me on like the hell of it. "Make yourself cum as you drink my cum, baby girl!"
Fuck.
This man is insane.
If I was already addicted to him before, I'm even more addicted now. I can't let him be with anyone else but me like this. Fuck being younger than him, I don't give two shits.
He's mine.
I'll do anything to have him.
Even if I need to play cat and mouse, by running and making him come after me to catch me. He would get mad if I ran away in the middle of the night, without even giving him my number or any way to contact me, wouldn't he? I hope he will.
If he goes out of his way to find me, he will learn that I lied and that I'm younger, but in college, and if everything goes my way, by the time he gets me I'll already be emancipated. So, if he decided to take me again, it'll be the real me, not this fake girl.
Zofya Magdalena Fiaich Turovska, 17 years old by then. Not the 21-year-old Dakota Wiktoria Radwańska who I made up. Coursing the second year of Architecture now, not at end of the course.
And as I decided on my plan of action, no matter how fucked up it may sound, I reached the g-point inside me and melted, at the same time as he cursed and came. His cum ran down my throat hot and delicious, and I felt even hungrier for him. Rafał's blue eyes were totally black as he stared down at me in the most lustful manner, and I bet he saw the same look in my eyes.
"Come here," he whispered and made me get on my feet, then he bend down and kissed me, tasting himself on me. It was erotic and it made me go insane.
"I..." I breath against his lips, "want you in me... behind me, Rafał."
He didn't even say anything, he walked out of the walk-in shower and brought me to the wide mirror, my back turned to him as I faced our reflexes.
"Grab the countertop of the sink, love. Keep your eyes open, I want you to watch it," then, he grabbed my hips and lifted it up, and I grabbed the countertop for my dear life. "I want you to watch it as I fuck your pretty arse for the very first time, love," eyes on mine through the mirror, he held his cock and used the slickness of my pussy as a lube for my butthole. "It will hurt, love."
"As long as it's you, I want the pain, daddy. Please... I... I need you everywhere. I want all of my firsts to be with you," not just the firsts as all of my next too. "I don't want anyone else. Even if it hurts because you are so delicious and painfully huge, I want to give it all to you. Please, I beg you to take me, daddy."
His eyes widened softly is pure lust, "I won't be able to let you go if you say things like this to me, baby girl."
"Don't let me go, daddy," it was the breaking point, as he cursed, grabbed my ass possessively and mercilessly impaled my ass with all of him, until his balls spanked my pussy. "Oh my God, yes. God have mercy."
"There you go, calling me your God again," he growled and began to move, and as he did, I held even tighter on the countertop. "I'm gonna make you worship me, if you keep this up, baby girl," then he slapped my ass and pumped harder on me. "Look at your ass, taking me so well, swallowing me so hungrily. Yes. Aren't you such a good girl? You are my good girl, aren't you?"
"Yes, daddy," I cried. "I'm your good girl. Your good girl. Yours," let's make it clear.
"Mine!" He exclaimed possessively and began to thrust so fucking hard and deep, that I couldn't hold onto the countertop anymore, so I just pressed myself on it, still with my eyes on his as he stared at me through the mirror.
And God, what an unholy addicting sight it was to watch him fucking me like this. To see how drunk in our sex and slutty I look. How graciously and dominating he is behind me. The hungry look he is giving me, the way his eyes are telling me that he won't let me disappear from his life, that he will search for me even in the depths of hell if I try to ghost him.
That's all I want. My reassurance is gleaming on his eyes. He will find me, and he will make me his for good.
I'm counting on it. He's all I've ever wanted.
Each deep thrust hit even deeper in this position, and he went in with all his grace and strength. And he was right when he told me it would hurt, because it fucking did, until it didn't. He definitely feels way bigger on my ass, and he gasps every time I press my insides around his cock.
"God have mercy," I cried when he thrusted way harder than before and it felt like I was going to fly to the mirror, which didn't happen because he's got a hard grip on me. "Oh my fucking God, this is good. So, goddamn good. It hurts so good," I moaned, struggling to keep my teary eyes on his as they felt like rolling backwards.
"No matter how much you ask me for, baby girl, I won't have mercy," he slapped my ass hard and good and I cried with pleasure. "I warned you before we started this, that I wouldn't be able to contain myself with you," another slap, "that I would make sure I'm unforgettable," slap, "that I would get you addicted on me," slap, "on my cock," slap, "on the feel of my cum in your womb," slap, "on how hard I am going to fuck your little cunt," slap, "your tight butthole," slap, "your mouth," slap.
"This God has no mercy for you, baby girl," slap, "only unholy pleasure, and the guarantee that every time I fuck you, I'll make it better than before, and I'll make sure you will remember me forever," then he caressed my ass cheeks tenderly, so tenderly it made my legs weak. "You are mine, love. If you expected me to just fuck you for the weekend, say goodbye and never see you again, you couldn't be more mistaken."
As if he knew I was almost there, Rafał took his cock out of my butt and easily penetrated my pussy, given how dripping I am, and I felt even weaker and hungry, "Your ass is delicious, love, but it doesn't compare to you cunt. So, I'm going to cum in your womb again and make you mine one more, but this time, it'll be permanent. The second my seed touches your womb, I'm never letting you go. You can try to run, try to avoid, try to stop it, but I'm taking ownership of you right fucking now!"
"Rafał," I cried, his words making me see red, and when his cock touched my g-spot again, I melted, unable to avoid my eyes from rolling with the sheer pleasure. My body shaking with the five strong waves of my orgasm, wracking me even more than it did before.
And when his thrusts slowed down and deepened, I knew he was about to reach his release, and that he would go through with his words. I should be scared and fight against it, but that was precisely what I wanted. I wanted him to want me this much, I wanted him to me set in having me as his no matter what, I wanted to be sure he would hunt me down if I ran away.
I want to be hunted.
For the first time in my life, I want to be the prey.
That's why I gave myself to him and didn't try to stop him when he pumped hard on me and the hot jets of his orgasm hit my womb way more violently than it did before. And when he emptied himself, he didn't stop thrusting. No. His thrusts got back to being violent as he pushed his cum inside my womb again and again.
"You," thrust, "are," thrust, "mine." Thrust, "You," thrust, "belong," thrust, "to," thrust, "me."
Oh man, I do.
I fucking do.
I may be a feminist near everyone else, but I'll gladly let feminism leave my body when I'm with him. Sorry, girls, this man is worthy. Only him, though.
"Yours," it was all I managed to say, given how hard it was to even freaking breathe.
"Mine!" He thrusted one more time, his hands digging hard on my ass, deepening the marks. "You're screwed now, love," he purred with a grin after a while, still inside me, still staring at my eyes predatory through the mirror. "You have no idea the trouble you're in, to what lengths I'll go to make sure you're solely mine and no one else will ever touch you."
I full-heartedly hope he's being honest. Because if he is, he won't care about my age.
"And if you lied to me about anything," his grin was feral, "I will punish you. There's nothing I hate more than to be lied to."
Well, seems like I'm going to be punished.
"If you try to run from me," he got out of me and turned me around, carrying me up and sitting me over the countertop, back to the mirror, "I will punish you badly. Then I'll make sure you understand the consequences of your actions, and how I'll never allow you to get away from me."
Yes. My punishment is guaranteed.
"If you let anyone else touch you, aside from me," he fitted himself between my legs, staring down at my eyes and holding my chin in a tight grip, "I'll kill them. I know more than a hundred ways to kill a person, and I can make 90% of them look like an accident. So, you better not take my words lightly."
I hugged his neck, as butterflies danced on my belly, "Rafał," I whispered his name.
"Yes, love?"
"I was not joking when I told you I am as possessive as you are," I nuzzled my nose on his. "I don't like sharing. I don't like anyone touching what's mine. I don't like anyone craving for what's mine either. You are mine as much as I am yours, and if anyone touches you, flirts with you, or try anything of sorts, I'm going to kill them," I said it all with a soft smile. "If you think I'm a sweet and harmless little girl, you're wrong, Rafał. I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream. You are in for as much trouble as I am with you."
"Good. I like you possessive. I know you're not harmless, love, you have danger in your eyes. It was the first thing I noticed on you. There's a darkness deep within you that resonates with my own," he hugged my waist and pressed his chest on mine. "I've always prayed to meet someone like me, who would my equal and share the same beliefs, desires, and challenge me. Seems like I finally found my person in you."
His words melted me and I kissed him, "How did you made me fall in love with you so quickly?"
"I was going to ask you the same thing, love," it was the last thing he said before kissing me deep.