The next fight was of two women. My first thought was, "Hot". Then I looked closer. One of them was Karen! "You were a cage fighter?!?!" I exclaimed. She simply smiled and said, "Just watch". The other woman looked to be twice her size.
I was mesmerized. My Karen. A cage fighter. When the bell rang, the fighters came out and touched gloves. Karen calmly walked around, eyeing her opponent. Her opponent looked very confident and arrogant. She must have thought that her size would either intimidate Karen or be to her advantage. Karen threw a couple of fake jabs and kicks. I knew immediately what she was doing. She was opening up the other woman's defenses.
Karen then "appeared" to drop her guard. Tempting her opponent to attempt an attack. She got what she wanted. The other woman came at her with a powerful cross. Karen dodged the attack, and went in to clench her opponent around the waist and took her down to the ground. The crowd exploded. She was in her opponent's guard. Again, this was no challenge for Karen. She tantalized her opponent with her arm causing her opponent to attempt a triangle. Karen knew this is what she would do. She quickly tossed the woman's leg aside moved into side mount, then used her shoulder in the woman's neck to distract her as she got into a full mount position.
What happened after that was a blur of punches and elbows, and it was over in less than a minute. I just sat there with my mouth open. I blinked and looked at Karen in a whole new light. She just sat there with a knowing smile, then turned off the TV.
She then moved to her kitchen table, sat on it and said, "Now come at me like you did last night". Guilt built up in my stomach and my heart ached. My eyes began to water up. She looked at me with her kind eyes, "No, no, no. Don't feel bad. Seriously. I mean it. Come at me." I moved in to kiss her. She kissed me passionately, demanding. That was all I needed.
I lost all my senses again. She tore my shirt off. I went to remove her robe, and she stopped my hands. I tried to force it, but she kept slipping under them and I couldn't get to it. I tried to move between her legs, and she snapped them shut. I went to pry them open. She quickly snaked one around the back of my knee and before I knew it, I was on my back on the floor with her sitting on my face. Happy to please her, I went to work.
I tried to shift her off me, so I could flip her on her back. She wouldn't budge. Deciding she wanted to play, I used my strength, planted my feet and began to shift upward. She spun around and pinned my hips. She was lightning quick. Again, she had amazed me. She rode my face to climax.
As she was coming down, I realized that she allowed me to "rape" her last night. She could have demolished me at any moment during my assault. Puzzled, I sat up and just looked at her. She propped herself up on her elbow and said, "If you had waited around long enough last night, I would've said, 'It's about damn time!' "
"What?!?! Why did you let me think I was raping you?"
"You want the truth, Alex? The whole truth?"
"Yes! Please! I've been in turmoil for months!"
She flashed that smile. "From the moment I interviewed you, I knew I wanted you. Not as a 'boy toy', but for keeps. I also knew that women would just throw themselves at you. If I had done that, you would never have fallen for me. The only way I could make you mine was to 'dominate' you, so to speak. To make you think of me, and only me. I had to take every other woman off your mind. I had to make myself your obsession. First, you needed to want me. Then you needed to think you could have me, but couldn't. Then you needed to taste me, but be denied. Until it drove you to desperate measures. Once you had lost all control around me, then you would be mine. Now, it's my turn to be vulnerable. Did it work?"
I had planned to bare my heart to this woman. She had laid a trap for me from the moment she had met me. She had manipulated me the entire time, yet she never once lied. I scooped her into my arms, and began to carry her into the bedroom. I started to ask her which direction to go; then noticed a trail of rose petals, and began to follow them. They led me straight to the bedroom; which was lit with candles.
I laid her down gently on the bed. I began passionately kissing her. Then I went to her neck; licking and nibbling. Her nipples became hard. I toyed with them with my thumbs. My fingers began to enter her. I slowly worked my fingers in and out of her until my cock was aching.
She sat up, unbuttoned my pants and helped me out of the rest of my clothes. She then softly kissed the head of my cock. Good Lord! I just realized she hadn't done this, yet. If she was half as good at this as everything else ...
She slowly took the head into her mouth and began to flick her tongue across the tip ... yep. I was in heaven. Slowly, torturously, she began to take more and more of my cock into her mouth. She moved her head up and down on the shaft. I was really close to cumming. She then stuck it all the way down her throat and began to hum. I grabbed the back of her head and began to fuck her mouth. I soon erupted in her mouth. She swallowed every drop.
"I love you, Karen"
"I love you too, Alex"
We began to kiss some more. Our hands exploring each others bodies. I was surprised at how quickly I regained my stiffness. I slowly entered her. She was still magnificently tight. This time, she wrapped her legs around me, and rocked with me. I couldn't believe that it could be better than the last time. I was able to take it slow this time, as I knew that this would not be the last, and that we had all night. I brought her to two more climaxes before I felt my own begin to build. I began to move more quickly inside of her. She felt so wonderful. This time we climaxed together. As she bit down on my neck, she said, "You are mine."
