Taken - Sex Stories

Taken

“Say that again.” His voice was quiet, dangerous. “I said, if you were more of a man, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.” Her voice trembled slightly as she quietly repeated her accusation. He moved quickly for a tall man. Before her senses could scream, ‘ run ,’ he was on her. One hand closed gently around her throat and she found herself backed up against his office door, her breath hitching. “More of a man?” he repeated softly, as if testing the words for their truth, dark eyes alight with temper and something more primal. “Well, this man has his limits, and you have just crossed the line. I hope you’re prepared for the consequences.” Too late, she saw through the fury to where the heat lurked. Afraid of what she had set in motion, she tried to backtrack. “Okay, look, I‘m sorry, I just meant…” she began, but got no further before he crushed her against the door. She felt the latch click into place a split second before she heard the snick of the lock. Her pulse leaped as she realised what he meant to do, but before she could protest, his mouth had lowered to claim hers. His hand remained on her throat as he deepened the kiss, his tongue warring possessively with hers. He could feel her pulse beating erratically under his fingertips. He wanted her like this. Breathless. Consumed. Taken. His free hand shot underneath her skirt, seeking her wet heat. He ripped her panties aside and plunged two fingers straight into her. The shock of sudden penetration had her crying out ...

... and he swallowed her throaty moan with another kiss. He bit her bottom lip hard as his fingers drove her to a brutally fast climax, which soaked his hand as she clenched around him. He removed his fingers long enough to trace her juices over her lips. He watched her nostrils flare at the scent of her arousal, and her tongue traced her lips, savouring her sweet taste. His head lowered again to nibble at her lips, the flavour of her igniting his lust. Once again, he dipped his fingers into her wet hole, slowly finger fucking her while he pressed his bulging crotch against her. “Does this feel like a real man to you?” he growled, menacingly. “Will it feel real enough when it’s inside that tight little hole, fucking you against this very door?” She groaned aloud at his dirty talk, the incessant pressure on her pussy making coherent thought difficult. His pace picked up again, two fingers steadily thrusting, his thumb now rubbing circles on her sensitive clit. Her body was one mass of nerve endings, screaming for release. Her hands came to his shoulders as she tried to hold on to her sanity, but relentlessly he drove her towards another peak. This time when she came, he stilled his fingers deep within her, enjoying her as she shuddered around him. She whimpered as he slowly removed his fingers from her pussy, squelching wetness echoing obscenely in the quiet office. This time, he brought his fingers to his own lips, sucking each digit in long and deep, enjoying every last drop of ...