Say It

“Say it.” those two words rolled over my body and I was helpless to stop the tremble. Jason's grip on my hair kept me in place, that and his fingers that were almost painfully cupping my sex. He stood to my left as he pressed my body to the wall. I'd come this far resisting, I wouldn't go down easily and he knew it now.

“Never.” The word was breathy and not nearly as confident as I had intended it to be.

“Wrong answer Sienna.” With a jerk of his wrist, the flimsy black, see through panties I wore were ripped from my body. His fingers were rough, thick, and they pried as deep as they could into my pussy. My thighs spread automatically to give him a better chance at hitting my g-spot. That one move however, earned me the loss of his fingers and a jerk of my silky black hair. “Oh no, you won't get anything you want until you say it. Last chance baby, or I'm gone forever.”

“Jason you wouldn't!”

His voice, hot and heavy against my ear made me tremble, made things tight with anticipation of all the things I knew he was capable of. “Try me sweetheart...”

I'd never wanted a man so fucking much, never craved his touch quite like Jason's. Oh I tried, I fucked around, I made plenty attempts to keep my freedom, my heart, my body 100% mine. But my reactions now as he stroked his fingers from asshole to clit and back...god damn him he knew what I'd been trying to deny for two years.

“I'm yours! Goddamn it, I'm yours alright?!” My palm slapped against the wall and the sting of it was a pretty distraction from my admission just now. I felt defeated, like all my hard work to forget him had been for nothing. He was wrong, everything wrong that I knew I shouldn't want. Yet here I was, letting him control me again.

Suddenly, his body had me pinned against the wall, his cock, so thick and so fucking long it hung there, so heavy it had never ‘stood at attention’ like an average cock would. When I first met him I'd been so afraid of that cock I refused to have sex with him. But I was two years younger and so very stupid... I was stupid about a lot of things with Jason.

“You've always been mine Sienna, no amount of fucking around would ever change that and you knew it since the moment...”

“You fucked me senseless?” The hard bite to the back of my neck was a warning; a warning not to cut him off, to stop being so fucking defiant even in the face of defeat.

“Exactly. It ends now. You are mine, all mine.” And to prove his point, he lifted that massive cock to my entrance and shoved the tip, the shaft, as much as I could possibly take while still dry into me. My nails scraped the wall and my cries turned into whimpers for more. No one teased me better than Jason. My Jason.

My voice was hardly a whisper, “Then claim me, prove that all I need, all I've ever needed was you.”

The hand tangled in my hair let go to smoothed down the flat of my belly, curl around my waist with a squeeze before founding my clit. As his cock pulled out until just the tip remained, he slammed back in a little deeper. Jason wasn't a gentle man, and the sex was no different. He knew what I needed and as my screams rang out, he fucked me harder, faster.

As the heat and sweat of our bodies mixed, his breath smoldering now on the back of my neck, I felt the first trickles of the orgasm building; my pussy growing tight as I readied for the explosion to rip through me.

“Jason! I'm close! Fuck, harder!” There was a deep, sexy growl from behind me as he hammered into me like he was trying to fuck us both right through the wall. As I screamed wordlessly he pulled my hair back again and told me to say it again. I knew if I didn't say it he'd pull out, leaving me just on the verge of possibly the best orgasm I'd ever had. That thought, in that moment, was the scariest thought I'd ever had and I cried out for him over and over again until my voice was hoarse, “I'm yours! I'm yours!”

“Mine!” his roar carried out above my own, and with his possession of me, I came, hot, sticky cum that was only seconds followed by his own thick ropes of cum. My body shivered as he pulled out and spun me around, his lips seeking mine for a kiss I'd never allowed him to have. It felt greedy, sinful and full of promise. My knees were shaking and I had to wrap my arms around him to steady myself as I looked up into his dark brown eyes.

“My turn to prove you belong to me...”

His laugh was deep and rich of amusement, “Are you going to pin me against the wall to Sienna?”

As I shoved him to the wall with a thud, dropped to my knees and smiled up at him I replied, “You bet your ass I am."