Cross Contamination Pt. 09 - Sex Stories

Cross Contamination Pt. 09

... in his eye. Gina envisioned herself as a cool and confident woman, but she couldn't help but cower slightly as Victor strode powerfully toward her with a determined glare. He reached down and bunched up fists of her dress's stretchy silver material in his powerful hands. Gina gasped as he pulled his hands apart, shredding the dress like it was made of plastic wrap, leaving her stark naked, sticky, and ashamed beneath his dominant glare.

"Victor!" She squealed, sounding unpleasantly like a little girl to her own ears. "Be careful!" But Victor had been precise, applying all of the pressure to her flimsy dress and none to her body.

Victor grinned wolfishly. " I bought you the dress to begin with, pet, so I don't see the problem. Besides, you won't be needing clothes tonight." With swift and practiced movements, Victor removed his own clothes. No ripping there, Gina noticed bitterly.

Then, muscles rippling, soft, long cock pulling Gina's eyes like a magnet, Victor bent at the waist and hoisted Gina onto his bulging shoulder with no apparent effort.

Gina was shocked into silence. For the first time since she was a child, she was carried in the strong arms of another. Like some sort of cave woman, clubbed over the head and claimed by the superior male. On that train of thinking, although it felt like a betrayal, Gina couldn't help but think about how Daren could never do a physical feat like this in a million years. Gina felt her stupid fucking traitorous nipples ...

... stiffen, poking into Victor's back in a way he definitely couldn't miss.

Victor turned smoothly and carried her towards the shower, ignoring her halfhearted squirming. The cascade of hot water hit her, and almost made her go totally limp in relief. The strong pressure and warmth felt perfect after her hard night. When Victor slipped her gently off his shoulder, he had to steady Gina so she didn't fall. With the warm water cascading down them, Gina peered up into Victor's warm brown eyes.

The reality suddenly crashed home to her. She was here, in a powerfully intimate situation with a very predatory man. Her worst enemy. A man who had made his goal extremely clear. A man who planned to fuck her. If you had asked her a year ago what she would do in a situation like this, Gina wouldn't have hesitated. She would have told you she would fight back, knee him in the balls, scream bloody murder, scratch and bite to the last breath. Instead, she was futilely hiding her stiff nipples in her hands, trying to will her pussy not to get wetter, while she saw his cock stiffening. It was hard not to think of herself as a failure. Her body was betraying her, preparing itself to receive her enemy's cock, to take his seed. It didn't matter how much her ego protested.

Her husband had no idea where she was, and the thought of him worrying pathetically at home while she was in a hot shower with his boss was perversely turning her on more.

Victor's eyes were warm and amused, as he squirted ...