"Eric...no! Stop!" you cried and was angry it was him. "Please! Stop!" you kicked and screamed and you weren't giving up.
"Emily, stop!" he picked you up and threw you on the bed making you hit the back of your head hard on your headboard. It knocked you into a haze as you grasped your head in pain. You couldn't fight back as Eric took advantage of the moment and tied your arms. "I'm so sorry, Emily. I didn't want it to be like this." he apologized moving your hair from your face. He was able to tie both of your wrists to your headboard. You panted from the fight and the pain as you felt him touch the back of your head to make sure you weren't bleeding. You werent. He sighed and took off his jacket and smoothed his hair back with his fingers trying to catch his breath. You put up a fight, but it wasn't enough. Eric grabbed some candles and placed them around the room to illuminate the darkness. You were coming back from your fuzzy haze, but your head was hurting you. You saw him clearly.
"Eric...please." your voice was weak. Pulling on your wrists, you fought effortlessly to escape. Mostly, you were just testing how strong the ties were. You for sure werent escaping. Eric just looked at you and you tried to figure out why he was doing this. "Eric...my-my purse is on the table in the living room. I have...$324 in cash in there." you panted trying not to worsen your pain and give him whatever he wanted. "Take anything you want. Just don't hurt me." you pleaded with a quivering tone. His footsteps were heavy as he walked towards the bed.
"Em, I don't want to hurt you...and you are the only thing I want." he sat on the bed next to you. Your body trembled with fright watching him rub his stubbled chin. "A whole year working with you...I've always wanted you." he gave a small smile as you glared at him. "You uhh... probably don't know, but I was crazy for you. Since the beginning. Little things you do drive me nuts." he scooted closer to you and you cringed a bit scared of what he might do. "Like...the way you tuck your hair behind your ear. How you bite the end of your pens when you're deep in thought. When you pass by me, you leave this trail of scent. It is intoxicating." he told you running the back of his fingers up and down your smooth just shaven leg.
"Eric...please. Please." you fidgeted a bit by his touch. "Why? You don't have to do this." you cried a bit feeling him touch you delicately.
"I'm so sorry, Em. I...I really didn't want to do it like this. I wanted us to be together, but...I can't help myself." he told you moving his fingers tip up the inside of your thigh. "You're skin is so smooth. I've always wanted to feel you, Emily. Your skin. Your touch." Eric hovered over you running his nose up your neck. Your breath quivered as you felt your heart pound in your chest. His fingers worked his way into your silk pajama shorts. "I want to feel you." he whispered into your ear biting your lobe softly.
"Eric...don't do this. Please." you pleaded as you felt him rubbing your outer lips of your cunt when he worked his way into your panties. "No, don't..." you cried as he rubbed harder with his middle fingers sliding up and down your slit. No other guy besides Paul had touched you that way.
"Let me show you that I can treat you better. Let me help you cope." Eric kissed your neck. He worked his way down leaving butterfly kisses on your chest. He kissed your breasts through your thin silk cammie leaving a moist spot on the fabric. Looking up at your hands, you saw them getting a bit pale from lack of blood circulating in them. Eric lifted the bottom of your pajama shirt and kissed down your stomach and grasped the rim of your shorts pulling them down with your panties. You just whimpered as you tried to squirm and kick him without actually hurting him. This wasn't like Eric. You liked him, but you didn't expect this from him. "Don't fight it, Em. Just let me show you." he tossed your shorts and panties aside leaving you half nude and you crossed your legs embarrassed at feeling naked. "You're so beautiful." he parted your legs with his hands on your knees exposing you core in all it's glory. It was nearly completely dark as the wind continued to howl outside. Eric climbed onto the bed positioning himself in front of your warm part inches away.
"No." you whimpered feeling him kiss your inner thighs. If you pulled at your wrists anymore, your hands would fall off. The more you fought, the tighter they got. You felt Erics tongue lick you ever so gently over your outer lips. "Please..." you gave one last plead before he parted your lips with his fingers and licked you inside. Pressing your face against your arm, you let out a gasp feeling his warm tongue licking your bud. Married for years, you've never had your husband do this to you. For a while, you always thought you weren't missing anything. For a moment, you looked down and watched him eat you out with the top of his head bobbing up and down. It was so weird, but so arousing. His tongue licked up and down your slit gently. You felt your thighs trembling as he wrapped his arms around them.
"You taste so good." he licked you even more as you listened to him smacking and slurping when you started getting wet. Hiding your face, you tried not to show the slight enjoyment you were having as you bit your lip. Feeling him flick his tongue on your swollen clit, you tried to kick him away to show you didn't want this. You weren't ready to be with another man. Especially forcefully like this. Eric's tongue sent you to new realms pleasures. He propped up your hips tucking his hands under your ass so he buried his face into your moist pussy giving him more access. He lapped up juices dripping from your cunt moving his head side to side making you pant with such pleasure. You didn't want it to feel this good. He slipped a finger into you while sucking on your throbbing bud now. You gasped when felt his long finger slid into you. "You're so wet now." his breath on your mound and sent shivers up and down your body.
"No, no...oh..." you moaned trying not to show how aroused you were as your body started to wiggle as if it had a mind of it's own. As he continued to finger fuck you, he got up and undressed himself with one hand. He curved his finger rubbing your pulsating g-spot making you squirm even more. It's been awhile since you've had sex, so you were easily close to an orgasm. "Eric...Eric stop..." you panted too scared to climax. You refused to climax. It felt so good though. It was so wrong. Him taking you the way he did. He slipped another finger in you and went faster pumping his thick fingers in and out of you creating more juices. He was knuckles deep in you and you heard the squishing of your wetness as you tried not to buck your hips into his fingers. You felt your heart beating fast in your chest. By now, you couldn't deny that it felt good. You clawed at the ropes. Not trying to escape, but because the pleasure was becoming too much.
"Feels good doesn't it?" he whispered taking his pants off watching you struggle with reluctance and pleasure hiding your face behind your arm. "I've always wanted to show you how much I can please you." Eric undressed himself and pulled his fingers out with a squishing sound leaving you unsatisfied on the brink of what would've been an incredible orgasm. The throbbing pain was too much in your cunt. It ached for relief but you didn't want it. You felt sweat forming around your nose by now as you breathed heavily. Eric was completely naked standing over you. He cock swinging fully erect looking like it was about to explode any moment with veins popping out. Shadows formed on his rigid body from the candles. He was so cut.
"Ow..." you whimpered pulling at the ropes crossing your legs trying to hide and trying to hold back your arousal.
"It's hurting you. Here." he pulled out a small knife from his jacket pockets. "I won't hurt you." he assured you. Was he seriously trusting you? He was willing to set you free knowing the position you were in. It wasn't reassuring to you though. You were naked, restrained and vulnerable. He could've done anything to you and it would be out of your control. When you're free, you were going to fight as much as you can to get away.
Eric climbed on top of you pressing his body weight against you to cut your ropse. He was very heavy. With one knee he opened your legs and climbed between them. You felt his throbbing cock rubbing against your inner thigh. Precum rubbing against your skin. As he cut the rope, he kissed your neck up and down so delicately. You were already super sensitive being on the brink of an orgasm. Licking various parts of your neck, he continued to cut you free. One rope and then the other. When your other hand fell free, you shoved him as hard as you can. In that instant, he thrusted into you making you gasp with such pleasure. He gave a gasping groan with you both panting in each others faces. As if he knew you wouldn't fight it once you felt him. Once he showed you that he can please you like you've never felt.
"Eric..." you meant to whine and complain, but it came out as a pleasurable moan. Your wetness made him slide so easily into you and he was already balls deep inside. He gripped your thighs tight to push himself into you even deeper making you yelp. You felt his girth burying inside of you. He was very thick. More than your ex-husband. Your wrists were throbbing with rope marks around them as they squished between you both. "Please, just get off me." you moaned when he started sliding his big cock in and out of you. He filled you like your husband never did. Stretching you out. It was a bit painful at first as if this was your first time. He was hitting all kinds of pleasure spots you never thought you had. It made your eyes flutter closed taking in such feeling. Eric panted running his fingers through your hair.
