Rapine 2: Ravished by the Billionaire (The Trophy Wife) (13 page)

“Lean you head back,” he commands.

I lean my head back toward the drizzle of the shower water. The warm water trickles over my hair as Julian runs his fingers through my hair and my scalp, rinsing out all the suds.

I
raise my head back up. I pull him under the drizzling shower, put my hands on his broad chest, and kiss him under the pouring water. Our tongues meet and merge, swirling and exploring. I love the taste of his lips, a mixture of honey and a bit of spice.

He suddenly pushes me against the
white marble wall of the shower. He picks me up and I curl my legs around his waist. He proceeds to lower me down onto his hard length.

I feel the tip of his length spread and enter me but he stops.

“You want me?” he whispers into my ear.

“Yes,” I moan
, ready for him to fill me.

“Then
it’s time for me to have some fun with you.”

Julian
lowers me back down and we get out of the shower. He proceeds to towel dry my body and my hair. He picks me up, slings me over his shoulder, and strides into the bedroom

He throws me on the
white silk sheets of the bed like a rag doll and slides on top of me, pinning me down with his body. I like the feel of Julian’s warm, freshly showered, slightly damp body on top of mine.

“
Like I promised, I’m going to fuck you so hard that you will forget all about Derek,” Julian whispers low and husky next to my ear.

He reaches for
something in the drawer of the bed stand—handcuffs. He turns me around, handcuffs my hands and flips me back around to face him.

“Do you trust me?” he asks
, piercing me with his eyes.

“Yes, I trust you so much,” I whisper.

“Then, resist me,” he commands.

I know the game, and I love the game, but how the fuck can I resist such a beautiful man. That’s probably part of the game. I can only imagine before he married me, women
were daily throwing themselves at Julian. I can understand it’s the resistance that turns him on.

I resisted him when I first met him. I can’t resist him now that I am married to him, but I can
him resist in the bedroom. I understand the psychology behind it all. I also know it’s all about power and control. He’s an alpha male that likes to conquer and so part of this ravishment game is conquering me as I resist him.

I get into victim mind
set. “Get off me,” I shout.

His pupils dilute.

He reaches for something else in the drawer of the bed stand. A black silk eye mask. He places it over my head, covering my eyes.

I close my eyes since I can’t see anything
with the mask over my eyes.
This is hot, and maybe it will make it easier for me to resist him if I don’t see how fucking gorgeous he is.

He kisses me savagely.
As fucking hard as it is, I pull away from his kiss. “Stop! Don’t do this to me!” I complain. “Get off me,” I squirm under his heavy, muscular body but I can’t resist taking in a whiff of his masculine, spicy, musky, irresistible cologne.

Not seeing him but feeling and smelling him
still makes it so difficult for me to want to resist him. His smell and the feel of his body on top of me is enough to set me on fire.

I just
feel like telling him to fuck me now and I have to bit my lip to prevent the escape of those words from my mouth. Resisting Julian is one of the hardest things I have to do, but I do it for his pleasure and for mine.

Julian
forcefully kisses me and shoves his tongue into my mouth. He tastes so good, it’s like having a small bite of a mouthwatering dessert and wanting more.

I hav
e to do this for him and for me and so I pull my head away from his kiss, turning it to the side. “Stop,” I scream at the top of my voice.

“I’m going to fuck
you.” Julian’s warm, moist lips brush against my earlobe, his voice deep, masculine, and smooth as silk. “Whether you like it or not.” His breath blows into my ear. I feel a delicious shiver go down my spine.

His hand runs down the
side of my body toward my legs, his fingertips produce feel-good tingles on my skin, sending a quiver throughout my entire body.

I am
so eager and wet for him. He tantalizes all my senses. His voice, his smell, his taste, his touch, is all I need to get me feeling so needy and desperate for him. With my eyes now covered, my other senses have only become more enhanced and receptive.

He forcefully p
ries my legs wide apart and with my hands handcuffed behind my back I can’t push him away. He positions himself between my legs, his large length pulsates right by my entrance. I feel the very tip of his length touching my dripping wet entrance. He stays there for a moment.

With my eyes covered, I continue to rely
on my other senses. I take in another breath of Julian’s sexy, spicy scent and it instantly makes me wetter.

He is
still lingering by my entrance, teasing himself, teasing me. All I want is for him to enter me and begin to move.

He leans forward
and I feel his heavy length press against my stomach as he kisses me passionately.
Oh my God
, the feel of his big, hard, throbbing length against my stomach is unbearable. I feel like responding by kissing him back savagely, spreading my legs wider for him, grabbing his length and inserting it inside me. However, my hands are cuffed tightly, reminding me of my role in this game.

I almost kiss him back
but I force myself to pull away from his lips. “Stop, no, don’t do this. I don’t want you,” I cry out.

I feel his body heat up on top of me. Those words have
set him on fire. He loves it. He scoots down ever so slightly, positioning his length right back at my entrance, his throbbing tip touching my entrance but barely.

My inside
s release a deluge of more wetness. I can’t bear the torture anymore. Julian is a master of seduction, and he has barely done a thing to me, he has barely even tried. There has been no foreplay, no fingers inside me, no tongue teasing me, and no long kissing session because I’ve pulled away each time as part of the role play. Then, I realize what he is doing. I think I understand. He is foreplaying my mind, my senses, and my heart. I have to trust him to do this. I have to resist him even though I want him so badly. It’s a play on senses, emotions, and trust. This combination is what drives me insane.

Julian is still lingering, the tip teasing my entrance. Though I can’t see him, I can sense
him. He is building the anticipation. I desperately want him to shove his length in me and fuck me wild right now.

Then, I feel it, what I’ve been waiting for, he slowly slips
his tip inside me, spreading my inner walls wide. He stops and moves his hips slightly, only fucking me with his tip.
Oh my God, he’s kidding right?
I’m dying over here.
Fuck, I need him
. I want his full ten inch length inside me now fucking me hard.

He rocks his hips back and forth ever so slightly, only letting the tip of his length penetrate me.
Here I am, blind-folded, handcuffed, and panting with need.

I remember the role I must play though, and so I get back into victim mindset, pretending as if he has
captured me against my will, taken me to his home and is proceeding to ravish me. I picture him in my mind, about to fuck me for the first time, teasing himself for his own pleasure before fucking me beastly.

“Don’t do this please,” I beg him. “Or at least if you are going to do this, put on a condom.”
Perfect.
The words have massively hardened Julian’s length and I feel the large tip now throbbing inside me. However, he still doesn’t push his full ten inch length inside me and I start to heat up with frenzy and uncontrollable desire. 

“I’ve captured you
and you are now mine to do with as I please. I will fuck you and I will cum inside you.” The words cause me to impulsively spread my legs wider for him but I know I must still play the game until he shoves his full length inside me.

“No don’t do this, don’t cum in me, anywhere but there,” I plead with him. “Cum on my stomach, cum in my mouth, but
please don’t cum inside me,” I beg him.

“Shut up,” he yells. “I will do as I please. I want to blow my load inside your pussy.”

“No,” I scream.

“Your
pussy will take all the sperm I’ve got for you, so shut up because I’m going to fuck you now, bitch.”

Oh those words. H
e’s so naughty.
I fucking love it but better not show it.

“No,” I cry out. “I will do anything you want just don’t cum inside me.”

“All I want, is to cum inside you,” Julian growls.

“No,” I cry out. I am tingling down below, desperate for him.

I just feel like telling him,
okay fuck me, fuck me hard
, but I bite my lips to prevent myself from uttering the words that would destroy the role play.

Julian rocks his hips forward and backwards, fucking me with
his large, wide tip. I am so eager for him to fully enter me. I feel my stomach pulse and my inside clench with anticipation.

At that moment, I feel h
im ram his hips forward and his length fills me. He is balls deep, completely embedded inside me.
Oh my God
, to finally have his full length inside me feels incredible. He stays still for a moment and I savor the feeling of fullness.

I moan but quickly remember the game. “No, don’t do this,” I cry out.
Resisting him is so hard!

Julian slowly
begins to move, sliding his length in and out and as he slowly slides back in again, it goes in smoothly as I melt around him. He moves at a steady pace, sliding in and out, in and out, as I get wetter and wetter each time. After doing this for a while, he begins to thrust deep and hard inside me.

Julian rams his hips forward and backward, slowly and steadily picking up the pace.
I savor his fullness, his hardness, and his size stretching me, perfectly angled to rub against and hit against my two spots: my C-spot and my G-spot.

As he fucks me, h
e rubs each spot hard and fast, powerfully moving his entire body on top of me. I moan as the speed of the friction against my two spots increases. I begin to let out nonstop wild screams as I feel myself nearly reaching my climax. He fucks me so brutally that I feel a deep burning and stretching sensation inside me.

I feel my breasts bounce as Julian fucks me animalistic, wild and rough. He hisses
through clenched teeth while I let a series of primal screams, louder than I’ve ever made in my life.

I’ve forgot
ten who I am or where I am, I am completely focused on Julian’s length rubbing up against my two pleasure spots, giving me pure ecstasy like I’ve never felt before. 

Julian’s
ten inch length gets so unbearable hard and suddenly I feel a massive explosion of his hot semen shoot up inside me as he grunts loudly in satisfaction. Julian thrusts furiously and more of his hot liquid quickly makes its way upward and deeper inward.

My mind goes completely blank as he continues thrusting against my two spots, milking out all
his seed. His length is rubbing up against my two spots in equal and perfect precision, providing intense pleasure and building up powerful tension. My entire body stiffens and coils up tightly.

Julian is still thrusting furiously, rubbing and hitting my
C-spot and my G-spot. I suddenly feel all my built up tension unwind and release explosively. Julian gives me the most sensational blended orgasm. My C-spot and my G-spot rhythmically pulse with pleasure. My heart and my breathing is erratic, my body spasms, and waves of pleasure move through my body. It’s the most amazing feeling I’ve ever felt in my life and just when I feel like it won’t get any better, I feel more waves of pleasure move through my entire body. For a few moments it feels like I’ve been transported to heaven and am surrounded by bliss and nothing but bliss. It’s the single most pleasurable thing I could possibly experience.

Julian rolls off me
. I am boneless and trembling as I recover from my incredible-feeling blended orgasm, the feeling of euphoria steadily drifting away.

I finally feel my body relax
and a wonderful calm overwhelms me. I lay there feeling thoroughly fucked and peaceful after having climaxed so powerfully.

I feel more relaxed
than I’ve ever felt in my entire life. Although I don’t smoke cigarettes, I can understand the appeal of smoking something nice and smooth right after such a sexually satisfying experience.

Julian gets up and leaves the bedroom.
What? Where did he go?
He doesn’t came back for a while.
Wham, bam, thank you, mam, is that what this is?

Julian comes ba
ck carrying a cigar in his hand and gets back into bed with me.
He’s kidding right? How the fuck does he read my mind about my desire to smoke something.