Taking What's Mine(11)

“Please,” I beg, and try to scoot away.

“Oh, Rose. We were doing so good. Don’t make me hold you down.”

“Please don’t,” I plead. “You’re too big, you’ll hurt me.”

He smiles and grabs my ankles, pulling me back down to the end of the bed. “You should know by now I would never hurt you, my love,” he says, and flips me over on my stomach. I try to kick my legs free, but he’s so much stronger and I’m still so tired after my sprint in the woods. I feel the rope circle around my feet and I cry out.

“Shhh. Calm down. I won’t hurt you, and it’s going to be so good. You’ll see,” he says, and ties off my other foot.

He roughly grabs my hips and pulls them so my ass is on display in the air. We’re still naked from our shower, so I’m fully exposed, and shaking, knowing that any second he’s going to fuck me in my ass. Hard.

I feel his warm tongue circle my tight bud, and I cry out from the shock. I just expected him to shove his cock inside me, and this gentle touch is confusing.

“Just relax, my love,” he says, and pulls back.

Suddenly I hear him spit, and feel the cool saliva on my asshole, and the tip of his cock at my back entrance. “Oh god!” I shout, because this has gone from sweet and gentle to quick and dirty too fast. “Please stop. Please don’t do this,” I beg, and try to pull away. He has one hand around my hip, holding me in place, and he’s using his other to guide the head of his cock into my ass.

“That’s it, Rose. Make it nice and tight for me. I want to feel that tight ring strangle my cock. Clench your asshole as hard as you can for me.”

I feel the hand around my hip move, and his big fingers start to gently stroke my clit.

“No,” I moan, because I know what’s coming. He will manipulate my body against me. Use my pleasure to make me want this.

It’s as if my body is wired to his touch, and I start to move my hips with his fingers. I’m rocking against his hand and I’m starting to get close to an orgasm.

I feel the pressure against my asshole, and my hips rise in invitation. I bury my face in the bed, because the shame of what I want is real. I want this. I want him to fuck my ass and make me cum. I want him in the darkest part of my body, and I’m so humiliated by this realization.

“My dirty fucking slut,” he says as his cock bottoms out in my ass. “Look at how easy you take my dick back here. Your hips are pushing against me, begging for more. You want it rough, don’t you, Rose? You want me to fuck your ass hard? I got you baby. Just be still and I’ll take care of you.”

I feel him spit on my ass again and I whine into the mattress. It’s too good, and I hate myself for loving it. He pulls out and then pushes back in hard, causing me to cry out and bear down on his hands, seeking pleasure with my pain.

After a few more hard thrusts, I’m on the edge, and I can feel he’s close too. We are so in tune with each other’s bodies that we are going to cum together.

Colton puts hard pressure on my clit, and then pinches it as he thrusts one last time, sending me over the edge and into pure sexual bliss. My ass tightens up and clenches around him while I shout my release into the mattress.

I feel his cock pulse as he empties into my ass, and I can’t think of anything other than how wonderful that felt. After a beat, he lies down across my back and kisses the side of my face.

“I love you,” I whisper, and I can feel the smile spread across his face.





The rest of the day and night are spent entwined with one another. Colton doesn't have to tie me up anymore to get me to do what he wants, and I don’t think about running away anymore.

When morning light floods through the cabin, he begins to pack up what little he brought, and I put on the pink dress I walked into the cabin wearing.

As we walk out on the front porch, he takes my hand and kisses my knuckles, and I look up and meet his eyes.

“We should get going,” he says, and I nod my head in agreement.

“The kids will be happy to see us after a weekend at your mom and dad’s,” I say.

“Please, you know they spoiled them the whole time,” Colton says on a laugh as we walk out to his cruiser.

“Maybe we can do this next weekend too, only this time it will be your fantasy.”

“My sweet Rose, anything you want is my fantasy. Always has been. Always will be.”

I blush while leaning up and giving my husband a kiss on the lips. Could life get better than this?