Power Play - the Finale (5) - Sex Stories

Power Play - the Finale (5)

... suddenly become so aggressive and angry, it felt very real, Teddy." Ted sighed and brushed a stray lock of red hair away from her face. "I'm sorry if I scared you. I was trying to show you what could happen-" "No, that's not it," she cut him off sharply. "You may be telling yourself that, Ted, but I don't think you really believe it." Becca's nails turned down and clawed menacingly along his chest. "How did doing that to me make you feel? I know how hard you were, Ted. I could feel you through your pants. Your penis was pressing right into my ass. That's what frightened me. I thought you might lose control. Admit it, deep down, you were getting off on it." Ted did not respond right away. He wanted to reject the idea completely, but the darker part of his mind recalled how her trembling body felt against his. The rush engendered by her fear had been intense and as he focused on it, it returned. His erection grew rapidly and Becca pushed her pelvis harder against him, grinding slowly over him. "See? After all of that education and modern thought, you are still a man, Ted. Your instincts are screaming at you to take me, aren't they?" Ted could only groan. Once again she had managed to look into his mind and see the truth. "Yes, they are." he finally admitted." I don't just want you, Becca. I want to take you completely!" "Then do it," she whispered as she kissed him. It was just a gentle brush of her lips at first, but soon her breath grew hot and mixed with his. When his hands ...

... circled her, her tongue met his and they began a frantic dance. Ted felt his arousal ignite and she squealed in surprise as he rolled her over onto her back. His need to control her took over. He held her wrists and pinned her hands on the pillow above her head. His mouth devoured hers, sucking her breath away as he slipped his knee between hers. Becca writhed beneath him and spread her thighs, inviting him into her. They wrestled and gasped as their bodies merged and then, with a single strong thrust, his shaft was deep inside her. "Ahh, God!" she sighed with the sensation of being filled. Becca's legs curled around his and her hips rolled upward, angling for him to reach even more into her. She struggled against his grip as he began to ride her hard. In that moment, all of the urges he felt to harm her or to fulfill his darker desires melted away. She moved gloriously under him and met with a moist tightness that enthralled him. It felt amazing and her enthusiastic gasps urged him on. This was what he longed to do. She took him and guided him through his passion, not as an object, but as if she were a part of him. He released his grip on her arms and she cupped his face and kissed him with passion that took his breath away. The bed shook, bouncing in time with their dance. The sight of her hair cascading over the pillow sent chills down his spine and he lifted her legs to her chest. Rising high, his hips flexed and thrust and then his orgasm exploded into her. Through the ...