Black Book - Sex Stories

Black Book

... tongue then licks my lips and grinning again, I wink. She finds herself becoming aroused and made a point to not turn back to look at me after they left the hall. Still grinning after she left, I look over at the painting. Feeling my groin become tighter, I wonder if her nipples are the same beautiful peach color. Her bedroom had a large bed covered by a canopy and soft tulle hangings. Another door led to a small outdoor balcony from inside the room and when Alexa checked, it is locked. She notices a full-length mirror standing across the room and walked up to it. In the reflection of the mirror, she notices a soft, lacey fabric towards the floor. Turning around, there is a light chemise gown with lace edging sitting on a chair by the door. Lifting it up, she examines it. The chemise is transparent and soft. Something that cad thought of. Attached was a brief note: Wear this. Alexa snorted with disdain but then remembered—" Do I have a choice?" Resigned, she put on the chemise slowly. If this had been the same situation under different circumstances, it would have almost been romantic. But now, even with the dreamy bedroom and the sensual attire, she can't help but feel that no matter what, she is going to get raped. Alexa looks down and gasps—it is see through. Deciding that no, she no longer wants to be wearing it, she begins to walk back to the closet when I step into the room. Alexa backs away slowly as I advance quickly towards her, until she walks in the path of ...

... cascading moonlight from the glass panes. I gasp as my eyes skim over her body. The chemise did not leave much to the imagination, and the moonlight bathed her in an ethereal glow. She looks like an angel standing before me, as if she is taken out of a painting. Still keeping my eyes on her, I went over to the balcony door and closed the blinds, so the flickering lights of the candles lit the room. Advancing towards her, Alexa tries to head to the door but I'm faster. " What did I tell you about putting up a fight?" I growled angrily. My arms went around her as I begin to feast on her neck again. Her body went limp in my arms as heat emanated from my body to hers; Alexa cannot stop what is happening. Her mind and body no longer wants to have a battle of the wills, instead rest languidly in my arms. Sensing that Alexa is cooperating, I slip off the chemise from her shoulders kissing her soft, smooth skin until both shoulders are pulled down. After the dress drops, Alexa slaps me across the face. I slap her back, and she shrieks in pain, holding onto her face. " Asshole!" she shrieks and kicks me as hard as she can near my crotch. I doubled over and swore, but not without grabbing onto Alexa's hair firmly as she tries to run past me. " Do not play games with me," I said with a slight menace to my voice. " Me? Playing the games? Or should I remind you whose game this was in the first place?" Alexa gasps through tears. Ignoring her, I pull her towards the bed looking her over. She is ...