What's a Riddle?

Roxanne

     | Warning: This chapter has strong sexual content, if you're sensitive to this either read with caution or go to the next chapter. You could also find another book to read. It's not my intention to trigger anyone in any way. |

          The next few days were really strange. He didn't speak one word to me, and he didn't even look at me. I saw that he kept looking through old books, and old newspapers for the past few days. Around the fifth day at night I tried to escape, but he caught me. "Still not an order to let me go?!" "Fix your attitude now." I just rolled my eyes, and he threw me on the couch again. "Don't roll your eyes at me!" "Can I ask you something?" "No!" "Why do you act strange around me?" He looked at me with a numb look. "No reason." "Honestly you're probably the worst person in the world. I bet you don't fuck well, and you're just a fucking asshole." "Do you think I don't fuck well?" "Honestly I don't think anyone fucks well. My roommate always wanted me to fuck someone, but I was never interested. Everyone in my life told me it was the best experience they've ever experienced. I doubt anyone is actually good at sex." "What the hell are you talking about? You would fucking scream with me." "No, I wouldn't." "So you're telling me you wouldn't enjoy it if I fucked you?" "Exactly dip shit!" "Hmmm." I felt like I hurt him, and it made me laugh on the inside. "Go back to your work Tom." "I have a new assignment to accomplish." "Oh did your father give you another assignment and it's in a different language?" I started laughing, but he just gave me a cruel and evil smirk. I stood up, and walked over where Tom was. "Enjoy that new assignment!" I tried to walk away, but his arm blocked my way. "I will." I turned to face him in confusion. "What ar-." He grabbed my arm and dragged me to his room. "What the fuck?!" He closed the door, and locked the door.
( Note: Tom's room has a lock on both sides, while Roxanne's room has a lock on the outside only )
     "What's going on?" He walked over to me. "Take off your shirt." "What?" "You said you didn't think I would make you scream, so I'm going to prove you wrong." "That's what this is all about?" "Do you want me to prove you're wrong?" "I doubt you will do a good job, but sure prove it you fucking a-." He covered my mouth, and gently took off the top for me. Once he tossed it away, he pushed me really quickly on the bed. He looked down at me, and took off his shirt. He removed my shorts, and got on top of me. He grabbed my neck and started to make out with me. "Have you ever been fingered?" "Ummm I-I." "It's not a trick question." "Only of my own, and it was only one time." He looked up at me. "Who did you masturbate to?" "Uh no one." "I don't believe that. Tell me who you thought of while you were fucking yourself!" "Umm I-I ummm." "Say it!" "It was..you." He stared at me again, but this time he smirked. "You were imagining I was fingering you?" "Yes." "Was I good?" "Can we just forget about it?" "Not a chance." "So are you going to have sex with me quickly so I can go?" "I'll fuck you as long as I want." He started to bite down on my neck, and trail his hand down my thigh. "You're not going to finger me right?" "Yes I am." He moved my panties along the side, and pushed one finger inside. I grunted a little, but he wasn't pleased with my grunt. He added more fingers and my grunts got a little louder, but he still wanted more. He moved his fingers in and out at a fast speed, and I moved myself closer to his fingers. My groaning became a little louder, and so did my breathing. My hips moved up with the movements he did. He removed his fingers, and started to make out with my thigh. "Tom." "What?" "Never mind." He lifted my legs up and started to give me head, the feeling of pleasure filled my chest and stomach. My head fell back, and my back arched in a way I didn't think it could arch. All of a sudden he bit my clit and I moaned very loudly. He did it again and again while I was gripping onto the silk sheets. He moved his arms up stretching them up to my chest pushing my breasts up while he continued giving me head. My breath shuddered, and my moans became louder. He stopped and slid up my stomach to my face. "That was just the beginning." He pulled me up from the bed and got on the edge of the bed. He pulled me on top of him while he sat down on the edge of the bed. I straddled him, and I made out with him again. Only a few seconds into making out his dick slammed inside of me forcing my head to go back. "Ride me!" I started to ride him making my back swirl back and forth. His hands grabbed my hips forcing me to go faster. He pulled my head back and bit my neck again. He stood up with me still attached to him, and I wrapped my legs around his stomach. He threw me on the bed again, and ripped my knickers away. He slammed inside of me again. He immediately started to ride me really fast, and I could feel everything. He grabbed my neck to keep me in place, and I lifted my hips upwards to connect with him more. At this point my moaning became a repetitive thing for every thrust he did. My back kept arching, and I kept moving my legs to take him in more. I could feel him going even faster and harder while he bit down on my stomach. I was feeling my legs getting sore, and tears prickle in my eyes. I could hear him panting as I moved my legs with his movements. I could feel everything in my stomach about to lose control, and so did I. I let out a loud scream that filled me with pleasure. Right after I screamed I finished, and so did Tom. I felt him let go of my neck and pull out of me. "I told you I would be able to make you scream." I didn't answer because I was breathing like hell. He laughed, and pulled my legs over him. "Did you change your mind about how you thought your first time would be?" I didn't answer. Every time you don't answer me I know that means yes. "Fuck you!" "No darling. I just fucked the hell out of you. Get dressed." I stood up but my legs felt a little wobbly. "Can you help me?" "I'm actually going to sit here and enjoy this." "You're a fucking asshole." "And you're a fucking pain in the ass." I got dressed and limped to my room. I took a bath because I really couldn't stand without almost falling over. Once my bath was over I went to lay down, and pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming...and I actually wasn't fantasizing about Tom because it actually happened. I wasn't a virgin anymore.