He wanted me

The Ride

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I snapped out of my steamy day dream to see Beckham just looking at me with a raised eyebrow. I felt so awkward and began to wonder if he could tell what I was day dreaming about. This silence was killing me and he seemed to never blink, talk about being on display.
He finally speaks first, " I wish you hadn't started doing that" all I could say was "What the hell are you talking about?" This guy was insane. "Rayne, please do not be so hostile, I'm trying to behave but you started breathing heavy" I cut him off asking, "so what's your point?" He sighs and replies in a deep and rough tone...
"Your breast Rayne!!! When you breathe heavy like that they go up and down and I just want to take you right here. You know I swear your attitude will get you I trouble." I couldn't help but laugh at 'getting in trouble'. I mean who did he think I was? I am a grown woman, I don't 'get in trouble' anymore. I guess laughing was the wrong thing to do cause he grips my thigh and AGAIN I hear him growl causing me to tense up.
Beckham, still gripping my thigh, says IN A THUNDEROUS VOICE "YES!!! Get in trouble, the type of punishment I have for you will have you scream in pain and pleasure!!! Your entire body would be limp and unable to move afterwards. Trying to fight back would only increase my size within you and stretch that tight pussy if yours". With those words I was wet!!!
With glazed eyes I looked at him as he began texting like what he said was normal. I knew I had to think of other things before I became a horny mess. Being in the car for an hour was starting to put me to sleep. Right when I was about to doze off I hear what sounds like a machine turning on. I own my eyes to see him with a remote in his hand and the two long bench chairs on each side of the limo sliding together. After they join I realize they now form a queen sized bed. I would rather sit in the seat right against the back of the limo but I was so tired.
" I have a few emails to send and it will be a while before we get to our destination, I see you falling asleep, why not sleep in the bed?"
I hesitated but I was too tired to protest. Climbing on the bed I see pillows and blankets off to the side and I make myself comfy. Within minutes I was asleep. In my sleep I felt my panties getting wet  and I knew I was having that dream again, yet I couldn't wake myself.
   Then suddenly my heart beats faster as the man in my dreams is about to reveal himself but I wake up too soon. I lay there in frustration and realize I'm still in the limo. This ride seems to be taking forever. Looking at the seat against the back of the limo I see Beckham just staring at me like he was plotting an attack.
   Not realizing that my legs were slightly apart leaving my wetness on display I still laid there. Beckham says in a low voice, " I am so ready to drink your juices, let my tongue be the cause for your moaning" O M G was I moaning in my sleep loud enough for him to hear? I could die from embarrassment! I instinctively close my legs and sit up.
   Trying to change the subject I ask, "how much longer of a drive do we have?" He has his hand over his throbbing manhood, clears his throat and looks at his phone. No response... "Ummm HELLO!!!, I asked a question". He says, "There goes that smart mouth of yours, remember I can and WILL punish you if you do not change. But we will be at our destination in 5hrs, just enjoy the ride.

Was he serious 5hrs of the awkwardness. I guess my attitude is just going to test him for 5 more hours. I lay back down on my side to go back to sleep. About 3 minutes later I feel him laying behind me in a spooning position. God his dick was pressing against my back and all sorts of emotions ran through me.
   I started to move to get comfortable and I hear him sharply hiss almost like he was in pain. "Careful how you move babe, you rubbing against my dick may not be a smart choice right now" I mumble quietly, "well nobody told you I wanted to cuddle". His grip around my body tightens, I guess he heard me after all. "I don't remember you having this much attitude towards me in the past, but it's ok" he places his lips on my ear and whispers, "just make sure you can back up that attitude when I'm punishing that pussy".

  I gasp and his hand start to caress my thighs. He makes it to my panties, slides his hand in and just flicks my clit once w/ his pinky. I double over while letting out a loud moan. He laughs in my ear, "see babe you don't even fight back cause you know you want me". He turns over and starts to go to sleep. As for me I lay there confused, wanting more, and wanting to leave before I make a fool of myself. All I could think of was "where is he taking me? And am I dumb for just getting in the car" I mean my best friend did help him look for me, so she had to know the plan and wouldn't let any danger come to me right?

Laying on my back was starting to hurt, when you have a big butt it's not exactly the best position to be in. Just as I was about to turn over the limo swerves, waking Beckham up and scaring me beyond belief. The driver regains control but not before crystal glass from the mini bar goes flying. I go into a defensive fetal position and he shields me from it with his body. He lets out a bone shattering scream as the glass shatters sending flying pieces into his back and arms. Finally we are motionless.
He climbs off of me and yells for his driver to grab the first aid kit in the trunk. As he lay on his stomach his back is bleeding rather fast. I take a deep breath, pull out as much glass as I can with such speed my arms sting, and use the blanket to apply pressure. "Auggh", he yells out when I lay my entire body in his back for more pressure. "I'm so sorry, but you're bleeding from more than one spot and this is the only I can apply pressure to all the areas at once" I say really bring genuine. He replies, "Do what you have to do, just don't kill me in the process".
He lets out a chuckle but quickly stops when I add more pressure. That was just to shut him up and payback for man handling me. Few moments pass and the driver has him cleaned and bandaged. Beckham steps out the limo and all I can here is muffled screaming. I wonder what caused all of this? This is a crazy ride to wherever we were going.
    Beckham gets back in and before I can say anything he removes all the bloody material and the driver shortly follows him in with new linens. We were back on the road and I was too scared to ask what happened. "Sorry about that babe, we had some business that got a bit out of hand, the ride from here on out will be smooth, just enjoy the ride" he says with a charming smile. I sighed but not from relief but it's all I could do.
   Enjoy 'the ride'? The only ride I could think of is riding him. I need to stop thinking about him like that. Yet, It's so hard, especially when he's sitting beside me shirtless. His body had a slight glisten like a morning dew. He smelled smelled amazing and those blue eyes on a black man, he was my visual weakness.