Angela sat outside the small corner café at a small steel and glass table. She was lost in her explicit romance novel and decaf coffee while the man over at the next table stared at her. Angela's thick black rimmed glasses slowly slid down her nose and her wild blonde curls framed her porcelain face and fell around her shoulders. As she began to reach the climax of her dirty book she failed to notice the man had moved to sit in the chair opposite of her at the table. She sucked in a breath and nibbled on her lower lip as she read the graphic details of the girl's orgasm. Angela groaned with envy as she set the book down to take a break. "Good book?" A husky voice asked, causing Angela to jolt to attention and nearly spill the foam cup of coffee. She looked over at the owner of the voice and felt her jaw drop. The man before her screamed Dominate and Dangerous. She started at his nearly neck length black hair that had a slight curl to it and continued to his matching eyebrows. Stubble adorned his cheeks and trailed down to his chin, his eyes were a dark gray that seemed almost black. She shivered at his steely gazed and looked at the small white scar across his tanned and a bit crooked nose. She finally reached his lips which were pressed into a tight thin line that made his lip color a pale pink. As she moved her eyes down to his black button up her mind screamed "muscles". She licked her lip as she pictured him ripping apart her clothes and holding her down with that neanderthal strength he obviously possessed. As she checked out the specimen before her she was unaware he had been doing the same. Dallas looked at her wild blonde mane and imagined what it would feel like meshed up in his fist as he pulled it, he looked at her luscious and plump lips and made a mental note to bite and suckle on them first. He looked up into her wide forest green eyes that seemed liked windows to her thoughts and innocent soul. His eyes traveled to her decently sized breasts that were to his dismay covered by a light brown sweater. Her even fair skin tone was a sight to behold, it made her seem untainted, untamed. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her clearing her throat. "Yes, it's a good book." Angela murmured as she took a drink of her lukewarm coffee. She frowned as she swallowed the liquid, finding the taste unsavory. Dallas smirked and leaned back in his chair assessing her. "What's your name angel?" Angela blushed at the pet name but quickly recovered to put on a confident facade. "Angela. What's your name Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome?" She asked smirking back at him. Dallas let out a low growl and immediately made up his mind. This girl, Angela, was his. "Dallas." he said in a low seductive tone that caused goosebumps to rise up on Angela's arms. Angela nodded her approval and found that she had nothing left to say. Sensing their chat was coming to an end Dallas stood up, making the metal chair scrape against the concrete. "I own this small establishment" he said gesturing to the café with his hand "how about I get you a new coffee. It's on the house." Angela nibbled on her lip a moment, pretending to think over the offer while her mind screamed its approval. "I like two teaspoons of sugar in my coffee." She said with a sly smile as she to stood up, grabbing her book in the process. Dallas returned a smile as his mind swirled with dark lustful fantasies. When they entered the café Dallas looked at the employees and they immediately started to clean up. Angela glanced over at him and Dallas shrugged as he made his way to the coffee machine. Angela glanced down at his ass as he did so and studied his narrow hips. She imagined wrapping her legs around them or holding on to them as he thrusted into her mouth. Dallas looked over at her and saw the desire swimming around in her eyes and wished desperately to see into her lewd mind. He set a light brown mug down on the counter causing Angela to jolt out of her thoughts. She approached the counter and slid into the bar stool as she tried to appear inconspicuous and relaxed. She set her book down gently and folded her hands into her lap and quietly waited on her coffee. Dallas took his time, glancing back at her and enjoying the tense posture she held. "Is this your first time at my café?" Angela let out a soft sigh of relief and began toying with her hair "No I've came in for to go orders, but this is my first time staying here." Dallas turned and poured the coffee into the mug and set a small sugar bowl down in front of him. "Do you like staying for coffee?" Angela looked into Dallas' intense eyes and gulped . "Very much." She murmured. Dallas smirked and dumped in two small spoonfuls of sugar before stirring it slowly, keeping Angela's gazed locked to his own. Dallas lifted the spoon up to Angela's mouth and smiled. "Taste." His tone had been gentle but she knew that it was a command. She opened her mouth and Dallas slid the spoon into her mouth, watching her lips close around the spoon. To Dallas' delight Angela never broke eye contact and he pulled the spoon out slowly. Angela swallowed the warm liquid and smiled awkwardly. "It tastes good." Dallas' gazed hardened and he leaned over the counter. "What are you thinking about angel?" Angela felt her cheeks heat up and she glanced over at her book. Dallas followed her gazed and to Angela's surprise he picked it up. She shot out her hand to take it back but Dallas was faster as he stepped back. "Dallas!" Angela desperately cried out as she shot up from her seat to run around the counter. Dallas opened the book and smiled as he looked over at his flustered angel. He cleared his throat and to Angela's horror he began to read. "She couldn't believe the intensity of his thrusts, his cock throbbed inside her tight pussy and she moaned in delight as he picked up the pace. 'More! Please give me more!" she cried out in between her pants and moans. He gripped her hair tightly and she cried out in ecstasy at his roughness. 'Ask me properly bitch.' He growled into her ear, making her arousal spike. 'Master please ram your cock into me more roughly.' she panted as she felt herself getting closer to another mind blowing orgasm." Angela yanked the book out of his hands and glared up at his stunned face. Dallas turned to face her and she suddenly realized the man was immensely tall compared to her. Dallas stood about six foot three while Angela stood at five foot five. She hugged the book tightly to her as she felt her face redden. Dallas narrowed his eyes at her and crossed his arms. "Angel, that was very rude of you." Angela winced at Dallas' words and felt the need to gain his approval and satisfaction course through her body. By the time she was out of her thoughts, she was already in his arms. Angela's back was against Dallas' chest and she felt something hard against her voluptuous ass. Her face heated up and she struggled against the iron grip. "Dallas there are people-" she cut herself off as she looked over the shop. The café was completely empty and cleaned up. The blinds were drawn to block out the world and a majority of light. Angela gulped as she felt the vibrations of a chuckle in Dallas' chest. "Angel I'm going to fuck you now." Dallas whispered as he let his free hand travel down her stomach. Angela whimpered, unsure of what to do or if she even wanted this. Dallas stepped away pondering if she was ready for this. When Angela turned to face him, her wide green eyes showed dismay. Dallas smirked and put on a cold expression as he pushed away his doubts. "Put your hands on the counter and put your ass out. I want your legs spread shoulder length apart." He said in a dark sensual tone. Angela found herself following his orders in a daze, she was hungry for his touch and wanted to please her dominate host. Dallas looked at the short dark brown skirt that barely covered her ass and gently played with the material. Angela flinched when she felt the material of her skirt lift off her skin and Dallas smiled. Dallas flipped the skirt over revealing smooth skin covered by black lacy underwear. He felt himself grow harder as he fought the urge to rip off the remaining material and force his cock inside her. He reeled himself in as he gently rubbed her butt, occasionally gripping it to make his Angel gasp. He let his hand slide down and he gripped her cúnt roughly making Angela moan. He smirked and let his hand drop as he slowly rubbed the damp material with his finger. Angela continued to moan and she pressed herself against his fingers for more friction. Dallas growled and slapped Angela's left cheek. Angela cried out at the pain and tingling sensation on her ass and she let her forehead rest against the counter. Dallas gripped her golden locks and pulled her head back slightly while he harshly whispered to her. "Do you know why I punished you my pet?" Angela shook her head and felt his grip tighten on her hair. "You tried to rush things, take control." Dallas spanked her again making her cry out again in almost ecstasy. "I'm sorry Master!" Angela cried out only to regret. Dallas found himself slightly surprised as well but also found he enjoyed the title of power. "That's right. I'm your Master Angel." Dallas pulled Angela's panties down and gently ran his finger around her wet pussy. Angela sucked in a breath and forced herself to remain still. "Good girl." Dallas praised as he slid a finger inside. Angela moaned as a sense of pride and happiness overcame her. Dallas slid another finger inside and moved them in a circular motion before thrusting them in and out with more force. Angela's back arched and she moaned out his name as she tightened her grip on the counter. "Dallas!" she cried out, signaling she was at the peak of her pleasure Dallas slowed his paced only to increase it and then slow it again. He continued this pattern, keeping Angela on the edge. "I-I'm going to cum!" Angela stammered out in between her lustful groans. Just as Angela felt she couldn't take much more, Dallas pulled his fingers out of her soaking pussy. Angela whimpered as she felt his fingers leave her and she began to crave for something more. She glanced behind her with sad eyes as she rubbed her thighs together as an attempt to pleasure her throbbing cúnt. "Master I'm begging you, please fuck me?" Angela's voice was thick with desire as she spoke which only implored Dallas more to do as she asked. Dallas began undoing his belt and he looked up at Angela. "Get on the counter and lay on your back." he instructed in a hoarse tone. Angela eagerly did as she was told. She hopped up on the counter and gasped softly as the cool, smooth surface made contact with her ass. She slowly adjusted to it before laying back. To her shock there were mirrors built into the ceiling, possibly for some type of security or just for style. Either way, Angela was gazing at her curvy, half naked figure. Angela laid still for what felt like forever before she felt Dallas' hands slink up her shirt. "Arch your back." He said in a clipped tone as he moved his hands to her waist. Angela arched her back and felt his hands travel to her back and to her bra clasps. When Angela felt the cups loosen around her breasts she knew he had undone the clasp. Dallas pulled the bra out from under her shirt and smirked. "It matches your dirty little panties." Angela blushed at the humiliating statement about her undergarments as Dallas began to pull her shirt up. Dallas gazed at the large, creamy breasts that had two beautiful pink nipples. Dallas had Angela pull her sweater off, having her completely exposed to his view and her own view from above. Angela looked to the side, too embarrassed to continue looking up at the reflection of her nudity. Angela felt her body being pulled down and she turned her head to see Dallas' face between her legs "Wai-" Angela was cut off by her own cries of ecstasy as Dallas slid his tongue over her clit. Angela's back arched as he continued to swirl his tongue over the bundle of nerves, enjoying the sultry taste of her. Angela gripped the edge of the counter as his warm tongue slid over her wet lips and gasped as it entered inside her. Dallas continued his sensual torture and glanced up at Angela's face. As he anticipated that she was close to climax he swirled his tongue around inside her and gripped her hips before pulling away. Dallas stood up as Angela looked at him in bewilderment. Dallas pulled her legs over his shoulders before he rammed himself inside her. Angela cried out in pain and pleasure, astonished by his size. Dallas stayed still, letting them both adjust to the new sensation. "Fuck babe, you're so tight," Dallas murmured as he slowly began thrusting in and out at a steady pace. Angela's mind was consumed with pleasure as she let out lewd noises and fractured sentences to convey how it felt. Dallas continued at a steady pace until he was sure Angela could handle his own preferred pace. He leaned forward and gently bit her nipple, tugging on it as he ran his tongue over it. Angela moaned and her hands unconsciously went to Dallas' hair. "More!" Angela moaned out as she tugged roughly on his hair. Dallas growled as he stood up straight and pulled out. He let his own lust consume him and his desire to do what HE wanted to do. Dallas grasped her hips and as he thrusted inside as he pulled her toward his cock. Angela cried out happily as Dallas continued to thrust into her hard and fast. Angela wrapped her legs around his waist, digging her heels into his lower back. Dallas found her lips with his own and they locked into a desperate, heated kiss. They pulled out of the kiss and panted in between their moans. "Dallas I'm going to-" Dallas cut her off with a kiss and bit her bottom lip. "Me too." Angela moaned his name as she tightened her grip on his waist and finally came. Dallas finished in a few more thrusts. He placed his hands on either side of Angela and looked down at her with a softened gaze. Angela was still caught up in the high of her own orgasm as she shift her gaze to his eyes and smiled tiredly. "That was- that was" Angela was at loss of words, unable to think of anything that could fit the description of the pleasure she experienced. "Yeah." Dallas breathed out, having mutual thoughts. Dallas slowly pulled out of her and Angela sat up. Suddenly conscious of the situation, and the events that had previously happened, an awkward silence fell upon them. Angela hopped off the counter and began picking up her clothes. "Is there a bathroom I can use to clean up in?" She asked quietly not making eye contact. Dallas raised an eyebrow and stepped toward her "Angel?" Angela blushed at the pet name but kept her eyes averted. Dallas stared intently at her face before grabbing her chin and forcing her to look at him. "You're mine Angela, from the moment you first entered this café. You Are Mine." The harsh possessive emphasis on each word of his last sentence made Angela shiver. "Yes Dallas." She said in what she thought to be a submissive tone. Dallas gripped Angela's hair and pulled her head back a bit. "What was that Angel?" Angela bit her lip to stop herself from smiling as she stared into his gray eyes. "Yes Master."
