Chapter 3

• Six
• That was all the prompting I needed. As I closed the distance between us, I took off the remaining clothing I had on. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she instinctively took a few steps back.
• “Get on your knees,” I ordered.
• Her hesitation was evident as she stared up at me, trying to gauge my intentions. I walked up to her and wrapped my hand around her neck in a firm chokehold, not tight, but enough to command her attention.
• I held her gaze, watching emotions flicker across her face. First, shock, then realization.
• “Get on your knees, Carmen. You will do as I say, or I won’t fuck you.” My lips twisted into a faint smirk.
• I saw the internal battle reflected on her face. I was a stranger, and this was humiliating for her. She’d probably expected a simple one-night stand with no complications, no power struggles.
• While I wanted the same, my desire had taken on a peculiar edge. Something about her - her curvy, gorgeous body or maybe the way her defiance stirred me, made me want to leave an impression.
• I leaned in, bringing my lips to her earlobe and then to her neck, tracing a slow, deliberate path down. “Do as I say…”
• The tension broke the moment she gave in, sinking to her knees. My cock twitched in anticipation as I pulled it free from my pants, letting it hang in front of her. Her eyes widened as she stared at my length.
• She blinked a few times, then tied her hair into a high ponytail, loose strands framing her face. Without breaking eye contact, she leaned forward and took me in her mouth.
• Her warm lips wrapped around me, and her hands gripped the base of my cock as she worked her way up, trying to take all of me.
• The sensation of her tongue and the sight of her - naked, on her knees, her plump pink lips sliding along my length, made my cock stiffen further. I threaded my fingers through her hair, gripping it as I set the pace, fucking her mouth.
• Her eyes rolled back, lashes wet with unshed tears, as she struggled to keep up. Her gag reflex betrayed her, but she didn’t pull away. Just as I felt my orgasm building, I pulled back abruptly, leaving her gasping for air.
• “Good girl.” I crouched close to her, lifting her chin with my fingers. “You took my cock in your mouth like a very good girl.”
• Her eyes were glassy, tears at the corners, and pre-cum trickled down her lips. She averted her gaze, but I didn’t miss the red flush creeping up her cheeks.
• Carmen struck me as an innocent girl at first glance, but I could see now that there was a side of her that craved this, maybe even loved it. And I had no intention of stopping.
• “You’ve been a good girl, Carmen,” I whispered. “And now I’m going to fuck you.”
• She blinked at me, wide-eyed, as though unsure she’d heard me right.
• “Get on the bed,” I said firmly.
• She scrambled to her feet and climbed onto the bed. Her movements were hurried, but I caught the nervous glances she stole at me when she thought I wasn’t looking.
• I stroked my cock slowly, letting her see exactly what she was about to take.
• I ripped open the condom wrapper with my teeth and rolled it on, her eyes darting away as she blushed.
• “Look at me, Carmen.”
• She didn’t.
• “I said, look at me.”
• She shuddered at my tone, and something told me no one had ever spoken to her like this before, let alone in a moment like this.
• “Why do you want me to look at you?” she asked, her voice small but tinged with defiance. It was the first thing she’d said in a while.
• Normally, I would’ve bent her over and smacked her ass until my handprints marked her skin for questioning me, but this was our first time.
• Instead, I answered simply. “Because I want you to. And because you’ve been stealing glances at my cock since. Now, I’m giving you permission to stare.”
• She pursed her lips and stuck her nose in the air, her pride refusing to break.
• I chuckled. “Look at me, Carmen.”
• When she finally did, I couldn’t help but laugh softly.
• “I thought as much,” I said, reaching for my belt.
• “What are you doing?” she asked, disbelief flickering in her gaze.
• “Shh.” I pressed a finger against her lips, silencing her.
• Grabbing her wrists, I pulled her hands above her head and tied them together with my belt.
• Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red. “What’s your name? I don’t even know your name. And what’s my safe word?”
• “Now, now, Carmen,” I said with a smirk. “What’s a safe word for? I’m going to ruin you in ways you approve of.”
• Her eyes widened briefly, shock giving way to anticipation.
• I pulled her legs toward me, spreading them open. Her glistening, wet pussy was a sight to behold.
• Clean-shaven, pink, and inviting. When she instinctively tried to close her legs, I pried her thighs further apart.
• Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her breathing uneven as a myriad of emotions - desire, lust, and nervous anticipation, played out on her face.
• I leaned in and kissed her lips softly, savoring her taste. She tasted of wine - rich, intoxicating. I sucked her lower lip, biting down gently, committing her flavor to memory.
• When I pulled away, her eyes were still closed.
• Hooking her legs over my shoulders, I slid two fingers inside her, and she cried out, her back arching.
• She was soaking wet, her tight walls gripping me as I moved my fingers in and out.
• “Fuck,” she moaned softly, rolling her head back.
• I pulled my fingers out and popped one into my mouth, groaning as her taste lingered on my tongue. “You taste so fucking good, Carmen.”
• But I wasn’t done. Not even close.
• I slid back inside her, this time with my cock. Her tight, wet warmth stretched around me as I buried myself deep.
• “Fuck!” I groaned, gripping her thighs. “You’re so fucking tight.”
• Her cries filled the room as I found my rhythm, fucking her hard and deep, until she screamed for me just as she’d asked.