1. Desperate Reconnection


    Date: 1/23/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 60, Source: sexstories.com

    gasps as her nipple hardens in reaction to my touch. Marci feels herself involuntarily leaning back into my body. When I finally spoke, my voice is low, rumbling, almost a growl. " If you want to play, we'll play. Get on your knees." Trying to get a grip on her racing pulse, she reminds herself she wanted this rough treatment. " No. I'm not doing anything with you, you jerk." Marci tries one of those foot sweep moves that she had been learning in self-defense class, hoping to catch me off-guard. It didn't work out exactly the way she had planned. Her back slammed down on the carpet hard, and she dropped the pillow. " Damn," She muttered under her breath. So much for those classes. My eyes flashed from green to black as I pinned her wrists to the floor near her head. Marci kicked her feet and tried to wiggle out from under me, but only succeeded in grinding her hips against my hips. Simultaneously feeling the growing erection in my pants. It is not the best position for her to be in while wearing a mid-thigh-length cotton dress, as the dress is riding higher on her hips with every wiggle. Marci feels her cheeks get hot at the thought that I might be able to see the growing damp spot on her panties. Changing tactics, she tries to free her hands from my grip. As she struggles, unsuccessfully, to push me off and flip me over, she tries to hide her involuntary smile. Her heart is racing, and her body is incredibly aroused. She realized, suddenly, that she missed fighting with me, ...
    she has never had so much fun fighting with anyone in her life. Marci is caught between the desire to draw out the inflaming passion of the struggle and the strong desire to give in to whatever it is I want. In her moment of indecision, I caught her wrists together with one hand and bent my head toward her. She bits her lip as my warm breath tickles her earlobe. Then I move slightly, lightly nipping her neck with my teeth. Her breathing, is coming in short heaving gasps, catching in her throat. Marci tries to swallow the moan that rose in her chest, but she can't stop her hips from moving against me, as I kiss her neck then licking it. Marci feels the beginnings of an orgasm gathering in her body, wanting to feel me inside of her first. Drawing on some reserves of strength and willpower, she twists the bottom half of her body and tries to pull out from under me. I laugh softly against her ear, keeping her arms pinned and moving with her. Marci ends up flat on her stomach this time, even more immobile than before, the hard length of my body lying on top of her. I bit her earlobe, just hard enough to make her cry out my name. She can't help myself. Marci didn't want me to stop. I brushed her hair away from her neck with one hand. " Having fun now?" I asked, my voice thick with desire. She made a strangled sound, which is muffled by the carpet at her cheek. Ignoring her struggles, I run a hand up her outer thigh, dragging the hem of her dress up until it is bunched at her waist. ...
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