Walking through the door, it had been a bad day when I see you. You are folding clothes and listening to your ipod. You haven't noticed my entrance. My gaze wanders your body; your tight shorts and your half shirt reveal an ample of amount of skin. Today is one of those days where you are mussed and don't care. As you dance to the music, the motions of your body get to me. The way you move is so sexy and even though you are unaware of my presence I feel like you are teasing me. It is so hot to watch you dance. The way your muscles move and your hips gyrate, it is pure torture. Almost without conscious thought, I move up behind you and grab you. One are goes around your neck the other slides around to your stomach. I pull you tight against me. My mind is lost in a tide of desire and anger. I pin you against me. My head resting against yours and I nuzzle your neck.
"Hi, little one," I say as I squeeze your neck a little and my hand goes down your stomach.
You let out a startled yelp as I grab you, a little scared but relax slightly as you realize it is me.
"Hi, baby. I didn't hear you come in," you whisper to me, grinding your ass against me.
"I know baby doll but I saw you. I have something to say to you," I whisper as I nip at your neck.
"Oh really? What is that?"
"I am going to use you and take you and make you into my little slut," I growl out as I unbutton your shorts.
"Not right now honey I am busy," You say as you push my hand away from your buttons.
"Did that sound like a request?" I force my hand back to your shorts as I push them down. My arm chokes you a little as you struggle.
"Stop it, not right now."
I make no reply as I finish sliding your shorts down. Your struggles just push me further into my desire. I bite your neck hard and my hand gropes your pussy. You gasp at the roughness I am showing you. I have never been like this and you are a little shocked by it. I push your panties to the side so I can play with your clit as I push you up against the table, trapping you between it and me. You try to get away and speak but my hand moves up from your throat to your mouth and it covers your mouth. My fingers slide inside you, roughly as my thumb pushes hard against your clit. I am surprised to find you wet but not enough to register. It wouldn't matter if you weren't, you realize that I am past the point of caring. My hand leaves for a moment long enough to get my pants and boxers off. I am so hard for you and my cock nestles between your cheeks as my hand goes back to your pussy. I pull you tight against me using your pussy as a hand hold and grinding my cock against your ass. This is not me, this is not who I am but I can't help it. I want you. I want you so bad. I have to have you. I need you. I want to consume you and make you mine. I want to give you my cock and my cum and make you beg for it again. I want you to plead for me to fuck you harder as I choke you and pin you to this table. Those thoughts carry me as I push you down against the table. Holding you down with one hand as I line up my cock with your pussy; my hand lets go of your mouth.
"Stop it, please. I am not in the mood and this is no way for you to act. What the hell has gotten into you?" You yell loudly as you struggle against me.
"You want this, your pussy is wet for me. You can't deny it," I say to you, completely ignoring you pleas for me to stop.
