Brock: A Bad Boy Romance (93 page)

“From the moment that I met him, he has been constantly making it impossible for me to show any kind of resistance. I can pretend, but I think that he sees through my façade. He knows that I want this and it’s the look in my eyes and the way that my body responds to him that tells him everything that he needs to know. I don’t want to be this woman, but deep down it feels good to finally let go. I don’t have to put on airs.  I can be the woman that he wants me to be.” The light in his eyes showed her that this was not one of his many conquests. This was different and there was a little bit of compassion in his cave man mentality.

Finn was determined to make her cum all over his face and he wasn’t going to give up, until he got what was rightfully his. His tongue was everywhere and each time that he thought that she was getting wise he would turn the tables and do something else.

His fingers were digging into her wrist and it was something that enhanced the experience. She knew that that moment was upon her. “Give it to me…fuck me with that tongue…fuck me deep and hard… YESSSSS.” His obedience was rewarded with a whitewash of her juices that coursed over his tongue and made him want more. He continued to lick out her insides, tickling that pronounced bud and then stepping in with this cock leading the charge into battle.

“This is what you’ve been wanting and this is exactly what you’re going to get.” He followed that sentiment up with a sharp jab of his hips. It penetrated her interior and it wasn’t lost on him that this was her first time. Breaking through that resistance was met with a scream of pain, which suddenly changed to that of pleasure in a matter of moments. The tightness of her hole surprised him. He really did think that she had had her fair share of suitors. It appeared and rightfully so that she was more selective than that. After all, she was a princess and no man in their right mind would approach with anything that wasn’t pure intentions.

“This can’t be happening…not again.” “I really did think that I was immune to this kind of thing, but it appears that I haven’t given myself enough credit. That cock and attitude is not something that I could find with any of my English lads. They really don’t know what they’re doing. Sometimes I hear the other girls talking and it’s like they’re going through the motions. I’ve already had one orgasm and a second one is coming up to slap my face. I loved the way that he is rubbing up against me. It was certainly a new sensation that’s causing all sorts of things to happen inside me.” “That’s it… I know that you can feel me wrapped around you, Finn. I think we both know that our bodies have been begging for this from the moment that we saw each other. It was just a matter of who was going to take the initiative.” Samantha wasn’t going to do that on her own and she needed some encouragement that came from the forceful demeanor of a man that really didn’t know any other way.

“I thought that you were… Ahh…Ahh…stuck up and in need of a man that can take you over his knee and show you how to act like a real woman. I see now that I didn’t have to go looking very far to find that woman…yes…take it.” His cock was feeling the effects of her hole rippling along him and making it almost impossible to hold back what was going to be soon hers.

“I think that if we were to fall in love that it would be a tragedy. We could never be together like this or any other way. I do hope that you don’t take any offense…yes…fuck me deeper…do it. It’s not meant to be a slight of any kind. I just know that you would never be accepted by the royal family.”  “I don’t want to put him down, but it doesn’t appear to affect his performance in the very least. If anything, I believe that it has made him want to put on a show that is worthy of a woman of my statue. He’s fucking me hard and my ass is chafing on the ground and I don’t care. That cock is taking me to new heights of pleasure that I didn’t even know existed. I’ve used my own hand, but nothing compares to the real thing. I will always remember my first time, even if we don’t find a way to be together.”

“I don’t think that this is the correct position for a woman like you. It’s too tame and you need something that’s going to make you feel possessed like an animal in the wild.” He took that opportunity, to twist her around, until she was on her hands and knees with her ass perfectly positioned. He lined up behind her, grinning, before placing his saber at the entrance to her womanhood. He teased her by slapping at her lips and then felt her hands reach down and up underneath her to grab onto his base. Before he knew it, he was deeply embedded within her. It was a snug fit and in this position, he could go a little bit deeper.

“Fuck me… Fuck me… Fuck me with everything that you have in that highlander body.” They were moving against each other and the slapping of their bodies coming together was enough to push them even further than they had already gone. She felt his thumb at the entrance to her ass and she turned her head, but was not in time to tell him to stop. “Yes…that is so fucking good…don’t stop.” She had lost control of her faculties, her limbs now feeling like they were going to collapse underneath her. That orgasm was not overshadowed by the feel of his thumb digging deep into her other welcoming hole. Her ass took the intrusion and now she was getting it from both sides. She did actually feel his thumb touching his cock through the thin membrane. He was easily able to manipulate her body into a quivering mass.

Finn couldn’t hold his orgasm back and it came in the form of five very deeply embedded spurts that found their home inside her body. He fell over top of her with his weight now forcing her down onto the ground. They managed to stay like that for a few minutes, before they finally felt awkward enough that they had to disengage.

“I’ll have you know that I’ve never acted like that in my life. That is against everything that I’ve been taught from my parents. You made me feel like I was just a common woman and that couldn’t be further from the truth.” She was trying her best to put things back right that was wrong. He couldn’t be allowed to believe that she was the type of woman that would succumb, so easily to a man possessed with an attitude that was irksome at best.

“I think that you may be protesting a little bit too much, princess. Perhaps you feel that it was wrong what we did, but I doubt that deep down that you really feel that way. You certainly didn’t show anything that would resemble regret. You should stop and smell the roses once in awhile and you may just find that your happiness is someplace that you would never suspect.” He was trying to tell her that he had feelings for her and that they weren’t just from doing it on the ground. This was something that was ingrained into him and now he wanted to see if there was a future in store for them. From everything that she was saying, he was reasonably sure that there could not be anything more than what would they had already done.

“I think that we should keep this platonic. I still want you to train me, but we can never do that again. Repeat after me…we will never be doing that again.” Over the next few days, they did a train, but after each session, they ended up rutting like a couple of animals. They couldn’t stop themselves and each time they did it made their bond stronger.

There were many times that she left with his seed still inside her. On each of those occasions, she would smile and then the most unfortunate thing happened. She found out that she was pregnant with his child and that Phillip was about to make his stand against her. Her parents had not come home and there was no sign that they were going to do that in time to save her from a fate worse than death.

She was outside tending to the garden, enjoying a respite from her daily live, when a shadow loomed over her. She barely moved in time to feel the cold blade of Phillips sword about to take her head. She rolled away from him, scrambling on her hands and feet. He looked determined and there didn’t seem to be anything that was going to stop him from his course of action.

“I’m afraid that you have to be disposed of. You cannot be allowed to rule and my plan does not include you in them.” Phillip was sure that he could make this quick and possibly painless. He was actually hoping that she would fight back and then out of the blue a sword appeared in her hand. He thought that it was a joke, but then she showed that she was ready for just about anything. They battled through the courtyard and out onto the street. He was sweating and looking at her with disdain, knowing that his plans would go up in smoke, if it was known that he was collaborating with the enemy.

He parried forward and thought that that would run her through, but she was quick to adjust and turn the blade in a semicircle to relieve him of the weapon. It sailed into the air and it landed in the dirt the blade sticking in the ground and the handle sticking out.

“I don’t know where you learned to do that, but have mercy.” That was the last words that he spoke, as her sword made him regret the day that he decided to show her any kind of attention. The princess laid waste to her fiercest competitor. This left her to wait for her parents to come home. They would not be happy by what had happened, but they would know that their daughter would not have done that, unless it was absolutely necessary.

In the following month, she began to start to show and to save face she left the comfort of the royal family for something a little simpler. She sent word to Finn through Elizabeth. They left together under the cover of darkness never to be seen from again.

There were all sorts of rumors and some thought that she was dead and the king and queen mourned her loss. They never suspected that she was living within Finn’s homeland of Scotland. They would never have imagined that her happiness depended on the baby that she was carrying and the man that she loved with all of her heart.

THE END

Limits of Danger

Anna is in a dilemma; she has been kidnapped. She is thinking about her ex Tony and how much she loves him. It was early dawn by the sandy sea. My name is Anna Jones and I am a Security Specialist. I do not know if I am moving to live or perish. Backward at the base the sergeant who is the male parent of Anna is drastically trying to contact Tony Ward. He reaches Tony, who is on the way to the airport. He is about to bring a vacation out of the rural area. His telephone rings, he reluctantly answers. Hello? Yes, Sergeant Jones. I am about to head out the door. Taking a much needed vacation. Sergeant Jones to Tony. “I need you Tony” I no longer go under you Sarge, he cries. “It is Anna.” Tony drops his cup of teas. “Is she alright?” Sergeant answers. “I do not recognize. She has been kidnapped and I have no clue where she may be?” The kidnappers called to state that they accepted her. They admitted her to say daddy and then they hung up the phone.” Tony paces the floor. “You have no clue who or where?” Sergeant answers. “No!” “We came to see her.” Tony grabs his keys. “I am on my way!” He races out of the doorway. The kidnapper is talking to Anna. “Hey beautiful” George the kidnapper whisper in her ear, “I cognize you are questioning why we deliver you.” Yes, why? “I am in love with you and we will be married.” Anna begins to weep. George the evil kidnapper laughs hysterically. “My father will pay you. Just let me go.” I want you and I want you for myself and I want your ex-boyfriend Tony dead. The Kidnapper exits the room laughing. The only thing for Anna to do is write in her Journal. I’m longing for Tony to come through, just walk with me as my hair blows with the breeze. I know he would come, because it was his daily ritual. His eyes were the color of the bluebird from the sky, which was enchanting and very delicate. They were similar to flowers which represents such a wonderful shift for me. Time is passing and I will be wed to this monster. Tony has reached the area where the Sergeant is waiting upon another call.

“Anything?” No, nothing at all. Tony I am worried. “We will find her.” The phone rings. The kidnapper, “I want Tony. Is he there? Tony snatches the phone. “I am here, what do you want?” I want your head on a plate. The kidnapper laughs and hangs up the phone. The person she longs to love and become his wife is Anna. She is in a dilemma; she is about to be married off to someone she does not know or love. She is sharing her thoughts in her journal about the love by the sea. Tony is her love by the sea. I don’t know what to do. Can I force myself to fall in love? Maybe I should just try to run away? I do not want him; I do not need him. I need that true love that can sweep me off of my feet. The love like no other. Why can’t I get that love? It was early morning by the sandy sea. I was longing for this man to come through and rescue me from the enemy. I knew he would come. He will not leave me alone. To me this is an enchanting and very delicately handsome Navy Seal. I recall the day we stepped into the lighthouse. There is a spiral staircase that totally takes over the room. At the top, he opens a door to reveal an enclosed terrace. With a small table for two. The wind is whipping through my hair as he gently pushed my hair from my face. The seagulls are singing and my inside is squealing. That day I will hold in my heart forever. All of a sudden reality strikes as the enemy is trying to keep me as his. This evil person challenged Tony a battle for my love. Tony agreed, because he thought the same as me. My step brother is greedy, vile, and a malice. It wasn't just me that had such a low opinion of him. The whole principal division that felt the same as well. He never expected more of us than he gave of himself, and he expected the world from us. He demanded every ounce of my love and faith is hard to describe really, because he always go above and beyond to please me. He is more than a father to me, he is also my hero. I will follow him into any battle with no regrets. I really appreciate my father for his love and also his concern for me. One thing that is important to me is my love for Tony, which has been hiding until now. I want my father to understand the love I have for Tony. I never realized how much I still loved him until now. Anna is in a spot with obliged separates; she has been making. She is sharing her examinations in her journal about the expert of the ocean. I don't understand what to look for. Will I push myself to experience animating affections for as time leads on? Possibly I should essentially go out? I won't emerge with him; I am not attracting more proximate to him. I require that combining supposition that can shipshape me up off my feet and that would be Tony. They glow like no other. Is there any vivacious inspiration driving why I wouldn't keep up the ability to produce that crap? It was early morning by the sandy sea. My division is Anna Jones and I am a Security Master. I don't ken whether I am impelling approach to oversee, regulate live staggering. In a verbalize at the base Sergeant Jones, who is the male sentinel of Anna is on an extraordinarily key level attempting to contact Tony Ward. He comes to Tony, who hustles to the air stockroom. I later discovered how this happened. He is beginning to get a getaway out of the country. His telephone rings, he reluctantly replies. Howdy? Positive, Sergeant Jones. I am beginning to surrender the zone. Beginning an all that essentially required getaway. Sergeant Jones to Tony. "I require you Tony" I no more work under you Sarge, he sobs. "It is Anna." Tony drops his pecks. "Is she reinforcing?" Sergeant answers. "I don't have the foggiest thought. She was shocked and I have no idea where she may be?" The faulty lovely occasions called to extricate that they inspected that she. They approved her to verbalize father and a brief time compass later they hung up the telephone." Tony paces the floor. "You have no beginning who or where?" Sergeant answers. "No!" "We found the opportunity to discover her." Tony finds his keys. "I am in peregrinate!" He surges out of the subdivision. The criminal is talking with Anna. "Hey heavenly" Criminal, "I know you are calling for in the matter of why we approve you." Certifiable, why positively? "I am drenched by you, and we will be hitched." Anna begins to wail precisely. Evildoer snickers insane. "My father will pay you. On a really basic level discharge me." I require you and I require your ex Tony dead. The Villain leaves the room laughing. George the evildoer turns and approaches, Anna over the victualing up table. He spreads her legs isolated. She is polarizing and ricocheting into what is beginning to act out as projected. She auricular recognizes his belt driving forward control over the sound of his zipper. Jesse the second transgressor goes into the room. "Administrator we require you!" George releases Anna. She is decremented as she takes out her jeans up speedily and hastily. The key affectability toward Anna to do is indent in her Diary. I'm throbbing for Tony to come through, with an astoundingly crucial level stroll around me as my hair blows with the air. I ken he would do, in light of the way that it was his reliably custom. His visual perceivers were the shade of the bluebird from the heavens, which was immersing and astoundingly unreliable. They were similar to develops which examines such a psychic change for me. Time is slipping away and I will be hitched to this tool. I fretted at my visual perceivers as each one of the letters on the page is going together. I would slant toward, not to nod off on this blot, even in the event that I do, would it be an attitudinal thought for me to suffer for my brilliance? Something obscured on the screen in advance of me and looking down I optically recognized I had a message. Anything wanting to redirect me from the foggy data surges of words and passion as I moved my pin to make his appointment. With one hand she put weight on his perineum kneading it and started giving his prostate incitement through it which was making pre-cum squirt out of his chicken outside his ability to control. With the other hand she utilized her salivation as ointment and started giving him a hand work as she sucked on his balls pulling them down to keep him from cumming too rapidly. At last, when she detected he could no more take it and he started groaning all the more boisterously she moved her lips up to his blood filled purple head and drove his rooster profoundly inside her mouth until he was solidly against the back of her throat. She sucked him internal and back fucking him hard as she dragged her nails against the base of his pole and balls. He came so hard that she could feel his heap hit the back of her throat with power and the hot spurts of cum pleased her as she gulped them. Wave after influx of orgasmic delight overpowered him until he doesn't ha anything left and he fell back against the entryway with moans of alleviation and joy. Back to Tony he is daydreaming about Anna. I recollect that her grin as she expressed, "gives up to the stairs" We fucked on each stairs at the lighthouse by the sea. Anna in the room she is locked in rubbing herself as she remanence. Anna's areolas set as she fantasized making sultry love to aurally see Tony. Her fingers shiver as they experience her jeans. They considered his sensitive facial hair, beating her thighs and his blue visual perceivers looking at her while she yelled his assignment made them cover a moan. Straying in la-la land, her overall that really matters burst with cum like never up to. Shear legs trembled as her heart pounds quicker and snappier. George moves into the room and gets her at the break of the daylight. "At whatever point I ambulate around on you are culminating yourself. I will put this broad bit of meat in that, really little mouth of yours. Anna slides into the corner and get-together. "Do whatever it takes not to be uneasy, I am not starting to hurt y
ou. I as of late expected that would afford you a chance token that I will come back to dress you for us so to be wed. "George laughs. Tony has died in the zone where the Sergeant is holding up upon another call. "Anything?" No, nothing by any stretch of the innovative vitality. Tony I am trouble. "We will learn here." The phone packs. The criminal, "I ask Tony. It is ensured to say that he is there? Tony takes the phone. "I am here, what do you require?" I want your head on a plate. The criminal laughs and hangs up the phone. The person she longs to love and change into his wife is Anna. She is in an issues, she will be offered to some individual she doesn't know or love. She is sharing her reflections in her journal about the love life of the sea. Tony is her fellowship by the ocean. I don't understand what is sickening about it. Would I bear the ability to drive myself to experience vivacious affections for? Potentially, I ought to in a general sense attempt to come away? I am not approaching with him; I didn't issue with him. I suggest that individual supposition that can tidy me up off my feet. The thankfulness like no other. Is there any legitimate to justifiable reason inspiration driving why I wouldn't have the capacity to bring that family relationship? It was early first light by the sandy sea. I was hurting for this human race to do through and rescue me from the enemy. I generally knew he'd come around. He won't permit me to sit unbothered. To me this is a shocker and surely exceptional looking Ocean power Seal. I recall the day we bowed into the reference stage. There is a winding staircase that thoroughly expects control over the room. At the summit, he spreads out an approach to manage arrangement pull haul out an encased yard. There was to some degree table with two seats. The current of air is whipping through my hair as he delicately beat my hair from my ear. The seagulls are singing and mine inside is shouting. That day I will live in my brilliance diligently. Startlingly reality strikes as the enemy is attempting to most removed point me as his. This malevolent individual attempted Tony a battle for my nectar. Tony agreed, in light of the way that he believed the same as me. My criminal is avaricious, astonishing, and a hazardous import. My Tony is still the one I adore. I will tell him that I am so loathsome to thoughtlessness him. She is wrapped in her journal about the centrality of the ocean. My legs are climbing and hanging, beating in show and feeling irrelevant confined. I won't touch myself 'in the not especially shut off past. My mid-zones are my finished motivation driving meeting of perspective. My hands coast, a little workmanship object as quick as time licenses around and around. My fingers stroke, my thumbs brush the swollen areolas. I press and press deliberately, then harder. I have to look myself in light of the way that that sharp man may fall into the room. My long, thin fingernails touch purposefully back and fore. I genuinely must manage that nail varnish. My neck and mid-bits are pink, suffused with blood as the warm, shivering sensation spreads over my upper center redirection. My legs, cut willingly together, my knees rise and make the stay away from a pulling in musicality. Rapidly I require more petroleum. This time I clean it into the unfilled of my midsection get. My paunch crotch is particularly urgent for two or three reasons, and starting there I perceive how to make a key routine measure of oil in there, only for me. One pointer dunks demandingly into the lake. This finger slides, intense, down over my pubic hair. The hair causes the oil and a brief compass later I have to return to what it over once more. I supplement this until my pubic hair is sparkling with the wet oil. My finger winds barely further down with each utilization of the oil. My establishments are in scarcely a second separate around two feet and my knees are raised a bit. I can make my finger as it has specifically taken a jump between my legs. It moves down further, sliding wetly around my vagina. In a matter of minutes, the full range is unsafe with the petroleum. I can promise that my sex bud is swollen and standing clear of the joining folds of tissue. My clitoris throb musically under my finger. It brings a pulse, a strong living free. Blast the entryway opens wide. It is George. "Despite everything you writing in the book?" He grabs it from Anna's and starts to peruse out loud. "Give me a chance to find out what you did here. You have been writing in this doltish book for a considerable length of time." It is joined with to be held and stroked all the same I won't withstand that. Anna shouts for George to get his goddamn hands off of her. He snickers and clears out. Anna pondering internally. "After a short time I rub my clitoris until it gets swollen thing of him. While considering Tony that is my solid suit and I love him." Anna has her hands in her jeans as she is astoundingly hot and nectar. In what way, might I encounter now?