All night she felt someone was watching her. But whenever she turned around, no one was there. It was her high school reunion and it had gone better than she had imagined. After a long night of catching up on old times and laughing the night away, she was ready for a long hot bath and a good night's sleep.
On the way up to her room, she began to feel very uneasy. She brushed it off as she slipped the key card into the door. Before she could step across the threshold, someone grabbed her from behind and pushed her into the room. She struggled against her assailant but he was too strong. She tried to scream but the sound could not be heard through his hand.
"Stop struggling and be quiet," he growled against her ear.
She did as he asked, afraid of what he would do if she did not comply.
He swept her long locks from around her neck and whispered "Good Girl", into her ear. "I going to remove my hand, but you must be quiet. Do you understand?"
She nodded in compliance. He slowly removed his hand and wrapped his arm around her waist, crushing her against him.
"Who are you," she asked?
She could feel him smiled against her neck. He began to kiss and nibble his way from her ear, her neck and then her shoulder.
"I've spent the entire day with you and you don't know who I am," he asked?
He spun her around and who she saw stilled her rapidly beating heart.
"Really!?! What the hell do you think you're doing", she exclaimed!
She struggled to get out of his hold, but the harder she tried the tighter his grip became.
"Try all you want, you're not getting out of this," he firmly planted an all consuming, smoldering kiss upon her lips.
It caught her off guard. When he broke the kiss she just stared at him. He slowly raised his hand and gently caressed her flushed cheek. "I have waited all day for this. You are one hard person to get alone," he crooned.
He moved his hand slowly down her neck, lightly, grazing her collarbone and finally rested on her heaving chest. This snapped her out of the trance he had cast upon her and hit him square in the jaw. This allowed her to break free of his hold and she backed away from him.
"Don't you dare touch me! Get out of here," she shouted as she put the small table between them. He didn't move. Instead he just stared at her while he rubbed his jaw. He gave her a crooked little grin and started toward her.
"I'm not going anywhere and neither are you. You're mine and there's nothing you can do about it.," he said as he began to loosen the knot of his tie and unfastened the top buttons of his shirt.
She had to get out of there. As he made his way around the table, she rounded the opposite side in an attempt to elude him. He caught her before she could grab the handle and hoisted her over his shoulder. He threw her onto the bed, but before she could get up he was on top of her. She tried to push him away but he caught her by the hands. Using his tie, he bound her wrists and then secured them to the headboard.
"No, let me go! Get off of me!" But her protests went on deaf ears.
He slowly caressed her arms, down to shoulders and rested them on her flushed face. He leaned into her neck, lightly brushing a trail of kisses toward her ear. An involuntary sigh escaped her lips.
As seductively as humanly possible, he breathed out "I never plan to let you go, you're mine." And with that, he kissed her again, much more deeply and passionately.
Her mind was screaming at her to fight, but her body was saying something totally different.
When he broke the kiss, she pleaded, "get off of me, please let me go."
"Shhhhh, you want this as much as I do," he whispered.
As he laid siege to her mouth once more, he brushed his hand slowly down to her neck and shoulders, stopping just above the bodice of her dress. Slowly inching the fabric down, he exposed her heaving chest; while leaving behind a hot trail of sensation in his wake. He grasped one plump breast and began to tease the soft bud until it was achingly taunt, then lowered his mouth and sucked in the tip. The sensation made her breath catch and her body to arc toward his mouth.
"Why did his touch feel so good?" she thought as he ignited a fire inside her belly that spread throughout her.
After completely removing her dress from her body, he leaned up and just stared at her for what seemed like forever.
"Please stop, I don't want this", she whispered.
Smirking, he slid his hand down her side and hips, and dipped his fingers between her thighs. She arced and sucked her breath in at the sensation.
"Your body is telling a different story", he said as his fingers delved into her dripping cunt.
"That's not fair", she whimpered as he fondled her.
After recapturing her mouth, he spread her legs further apart with his knee. He left her mouth and placed light kisses and bites down her body, all the while stroking and probing her cunt. Without warning, he placed his luscious mouth over her clit.
The sensation made her squirm and jerk with shock. He slowly licked and sucked the sensitive bud until she was writhing and arching her back. When she thought she couldn't take anymore, he placed his finger into her pussy making her squeal with unexpected delight. She could feel him smile against her as he continued his erotic assault. He plunged his finger into her, achingly slow at first, while fluttering his tongue against her clit. He placed another finger inside her and rapidly thrusted his fingers in and out.
"Please stop. I beg you. I can't take anymore," she managed to breathe out.
But he didn't stop. He continued on until she thought she was going to explode.
"Please, please..."she trailed off.
He brought his mouth to hers and kissed her long and hard while ramming her deeply with his hand.
"I think your ready now," and drove his fingers upward into her, hard and fast.
The release exploded within her and she couldn't help but scream out. Her body arched and bucked wildly against him. He continued until she could no longer move.
She laid there panting in ecstasy. While her body tried to regain itself, he spread hot kisses across her breast, neck and mouth.
