Breaking Boundaries

Chapter 55 - "Enemies Become One.."

"You heard me."
I don't even ask him to repeat himself. I know what this means, he needs to release and to be honest so do I. I take no time I start walking over to the bed I go to remove my upper clothing.. "No, I didn't tell you to undress. Get on the bed and spread." The way he talks to me with such tone makes me weak in a way I can't explain.

Some women would find this absolutely disgusting. They'd refuse and maybe say they aren't a fucking dog so don't treat me as such? Me? It's so new to me I've only experienced the dominance with Hunter, at first it was scary but now? It's the most amazing feeling - not even in a sexual way.

I'm a very stubborn female, I hate being told what to do but with him it's different. I want him to take away my control. I want him to beat me my insides, slap me, control every single inch of my mind and body. I want to fully submit myself to this man that I've fell in love with, he needs control and I've handed it him all on a plate.

I lay on my back in the middle of this huge bed, a bed where I was laying just hours ago with my brothers. I didn't expect my night to end like this... but I'm glad it has. I need him as much as he needs me the frustration and stress we're both encountering right now needs to get out and this? This is our way. He slowly un-knots his tie almost seductively.

Eurgh, he knows how to turn my whole body into a fucking pile of quivering desperation.
I'm wet already there's no doubt about that, a simple stare could bring me to moisture he's just so fucking hot!

Before I know it he's wearing nothing but his socks (lol) and his domineering smirk kneeling between my legs on the bed. I'm still fully clothed and I'm a full on mess for this guy.

I hate being teased, it's not amusing it's not sexy it's torture at its finest. "Take off your jacket, shirt and bra." I do it almost immediately - no slow sexual movement I rip those fucking layers off! I need him way too much, I'm in no mood for these predator and prey games that he likes to play. I just want him so far inside me that I'll be still feeling him after it's over and out.

I'm ready for anything and everything he's about to give me.
He pulls off my skirt and neatly places it on the end of the bed behind him - freak. Why don't he ever just toss that shit over his shoulder?
"You have no idea how much I've missed you, how much I've missed your sweet pussy."
Fuck no, you have no idea. You really have no fucking idea....

He brings his mouth towards my breasts, placing himself heavily further between my legs. I barely realise that his kisses, his mobbed, his sucks are harsh. My nipples are so fucking sensitive I want to just grab him flip him on his back and ride fuck out of him. He wouldn't allow that though, I don't know what plan he has for me but he always has one. I guess I'm about to find out.

With just the fabric of my panties separating him and me, I'm imagining him - no, I'm mentally begging him to rip them off and abuse me with his mouth. I'm desperate for him, my pussy is tensing up in greed. I need him why is he going so fucking slow!

His heads moving down, his tongue leaving a wet trail of animal sucks and licks. He reaches me but continues down into my inner thigh , that bastard. "Hunter..."
He stops.
"What did you just call me?" Fuck. It seems silly but calling him daddy makes me feel slightly weird, nothing to do with the fact that he is - was? About to become my step dad. Simply because Hunter is his name and even though it's hot as fuck I don't know it's just - new to me.

"I'm sorry..." I pant. Fuck he doesn't understand. He doesn't realise how much I want him? "Say it. Say what I ordered you to say but say it properly."
What the hell is he talking about?