Perhaps a word of warning; this chapter contains explicit language that may offend some people, including the pretence of rape.
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Bent over before me in a skimpy pair of red, lacy panties and matching bra with your fingers curled around your ankles, I continued to stare at you with fire in my eyes as they drifted over your scantily-clad form. You adore how I look at you this way and the obvious way in which I shuffled in my seat just made you all the more eager to tease me. As you raised yourself up and turned around to face me, I couldn't help but shift my eyes over your hardened nipples as they protruded through the lace of your bra, and I was sure you could hear the sharp intake of breath as my mind ran through a hoard of dirty ideas.
"You are such a hot lil bitch, you know that, Baby?" I hissed at you, my voice trembling with desire and need as I slid myself to the edge of the bench, wetting my lips with the tip of my tongue.
I reached out to offer you the hanger once again as the pair of sheer black stockings hung from the wooden frame. Yet, instead of taking it from my grasp, you moved closer towards me and stopped short just before me, smiling into my eyes as you proceeded to unclasp the bra and drop it on the floor. I watched it fall down before raising my gaze up to you, confused as to what you were up to now.
"Take them off yourself, Baby. I want you to put them on me," you said with the most seductive grin I think I have ever seen on your beautiful face.
I was lost for words, yet my reaction was blatant as I dropped quickly to my knees at your feet and carefully removed the first stocking from the hanger. My fingers were shaking slightly from the anxiety I was feeling, but I managed to roll the stocking up into a ball just as I felt your hands come to my shoulders and your right foot lift up to my chest. I smiled up into your eyes before I looked back down to push the stocking over your toes, then pulled it cautiously up the slenderness of your calf.
"Ahhh, you've been paying attention I see. Nice work, Baby," you whispered.
I simply nodded at you as I concentrated on sliding the silky material up over your thigh as it stretched to full length over your leg. I then grabbed the other stocking and stretched it enough to cover your left leg. I sat there, on my knees for a few moments to look you over, sighing satisfactorily at the beauty before me. I was so flushed with desire as my eyes drew over every inch of your body, and I felt my cock about to burst as images of me bending you over the bench and holding your head down as I rammed my cock into you flooded my brain.
"Baby, can I try on the other dress you looked at now? Or would you prefer to stay there on your knees with your tongue hanging out like a thirsty puppy?" I heard you say to me.
"N—No... I just... oh wow, Bel. You look so fucking hot, honey. Fuck, I'm so hard right now," I hissed, drawing my eyes over your naked breasts and exposed belly.
My hands came to the lower part of your legs before they slowly dragged upwards over your thighs, feeling the sheer stockings covering your creamy skin. My fingers tingled as they caressed you softly, my hands sliding around to the backs of your legs and pulling your body towards me. I pushed my face into your crotch to inhale your scent and moan against your panty-covered pussy, as I felt one of your hands come to the top of my head, caressing the skin of my scalp as you moaned from deep in your throat.
Mumbling between kisses over the damp crotch of your panties, I spoke to you, "God Bel, I need you. You smell so hot, so horny. I can feel how wet you are, Baby." It was then that I looked up and saw the door hadn't been locked, so I quickly moved towards it and turned the handle to lock us inside. I moved back to you and fell onto my knees once again, smiling up at you as you looked at me with pure lust in your eyes.
"Mmmmmm, Brad. I need you too! I want you so much right now," you whispered at me, and I felt your right thigh rise up and hook itself over my shoulder, shoving your cunt back into my face.
I pulled back my face from your crotch and stood up quickly, feeling your leg slide off me before I grabbed at you and pulled you into my arms. Bruising your lips as I crushed your mouth with a hungry kiss, your hands mauled at me, sliding over my hips and squeezing the soft flesh of my arse as you ground your body against me. There was nothing tender in my kiss, it was savage and hungry and fierce, and I was going to rape your lips before I raped your body.
You could sense the need in me and it was then that you realised this was my plan all along. It was at that time that I could feel your hands clawing at my t-shirt and yanking it away from my body, tearing at the cotton material until it tore away from my skin and fell to the floor in tatters. My hands wrapped tightly around your waist to pull you harder against me, crushing your tits to my bare chest before I slid a hand into your hair and yanked your head backwards. I heard the grunt escape from your throat, followed by a guttural moan as you felt my teeth sink into the flesh of your collarbone.
"I think my girl wants a nice hard fucking. Doesn't she, baby?" I hissed at you, controlling my voice as best I could.
"Yes! Oh Brad, I need you. I need you to fuck me, right here, right now. Just take me! Fuck, I don't care who hears us, I don't care about anything except to feel your cock inside me," you moaned back at me.
Hearing those words from your lips only made me want you even more. So without hesitating, I kissed you once again and slid my tongue between your lips to taste you. Moaning together as we ravaged one another's mouths, I breathed out against your lips with the smell of your cunt filling my nostrils.
"Wrap your fucking legs around me, babydoll. I'm going to take you on a ride you won't ever forget," I said hoarsely, my voice thick with desire.