The next morning I felt a little strange about what had happened the night before. I had to do something to get some control of this situation back. Something in me told me I had to assert myself on some level with this woman. I knew I was not a total wuss, I just got turned on by a woman trying to dominate me sexually.
Recovering from my thoughts I thought I heard her in the kitchen while I was still lying in bed trying to come up with some course of action. Suddenly I had an idea, whether or not it would work was another thing. I got out of the bed and went to find something out of my bag before I went to face her.
When I reached the kitchen she had her back to me and was standing up against the counter. I moved up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist while nuzzling her ear.
"You know I've been thinking," I said in a soft, deep voice only an inch away from her ear.
"Oh? Don't hurt yourself," she loved to tease and I really loved the banter, but at that point I needed to take a little initiative. I softly but securely grabbed her wrists and pulled them together grabbing them with one hand leaving my other to move about freely. My body was pinning hers against the counter, she was trapped, held firmly in place, helpless to me.
"I'm not the one who I was thinking of hurting," I reached up with my free hand and moved up under the small little night shirt she was wearing. My hand moved over her right breast, pinching her nipple harder than I had intended. To my delight her body shuddered as a hard breath escaped her lips.
"I think you are just waiting to be taken, all that control you try and wield yet you are just a scared, helpless little girl on the inside," my hand had moved down and pulled the little, cotton shorts she was wearing down watching them fall to the floor before I kicked them away. She started to speak when I grabbed a hand full of her hair and pulled her head back to me closing my mouth over hers. Her body felt like it was coming to life for the first time. The kiss was harder and deeper than anything I had experienced with her before. I pulled away from her and whispered," no need to say anything yet, unless there is something you want to ask of me."
She answered me with silence as I pushed her head down onto the counter as I released her hands. There was no open resistance, no fight for me to stop. Impulsively I slapped one hand hard on one of her ass cheeks which only brought forth another moan from her. I rubbed the same spot where I had slapped her smoothly before I slapped it again, and again, and again. Her ass was starting to get bright red and I was very surprised at the reaction I was having to all this. My dick was hard as a rock and sticking out the hole in the front of my boxers. At that time I felt like it was time to see if she would beg.