Dark Demands 02: Made to Submit (4 page)

“I want you, Gina and you want me too,” he told her
his voice a
deep,
throaty whisper
.  “I’ve wanted you since that first morning in my office,” he admitted to her before grazing the soft skin of her shoulder with his teeth then moving his lips to her breasts. 

Gina swallowed hard – the urge to at least try and stop him taking
her
this way was
still
very strong.

“
I want you to
o
,
Matthew
.   But not like this, we should wait, like I said before we should try being friends first.”

“
No,
I’ve told you
this is how it has to be.  Friends
won’t
work,
”
he told her while teasing one of her nipples into a large, erect peak with his fingers.  “Not between us anyway,” he added.

Dark didn’t do
‘friends’, not with women he wanted in the way he wanted Gina
.  He shook his dark head at her
with a look of puzzled amusement on his face as if the idea she’d ju
st voiced was utterly outlandish
.

Gina was fast loosing the ability to analyse anything
he said now
anyway. 
H
aving him dominate her like this
was just so hot, red hot and
felt so very
, very good.  H
er flesh was on fire and not just her breasts.  His touch i
nfused her body with wild shivers
of delight that, like always with him, ended as an achy, hunger deep between her thighs.

It was obvious to her now that
Matthew
had
indeed
spotted something in her – something
she hadn’t even recognised herself?  Something
wild and erotic
that demanded to be fed this way by a man like him?  A
nd what did it matter if he tied her up -
this was only sex
-
his type of sex granted but as she fancied him to the point of obsession
-
what was the problem?

He
lay
down
beside her prone body
and nuzzled down her face.
But still t
he battle raged on, her head and her body were locked in conflict over this man.  But every fibre of her b
eing
was primed to respond so as he dipped his dark head to kiss her
she closed her
eyes and kissed him back
eagerly
.

Gina shivered as he took hold of her again and this time with an urgent passion he wasn’t going to deny any longer
.  H
e slaked his tongue over her breasts and nipples
as
Gina moaned her hot, passionate response
.  H
is mouth took each of her swollen peaks in turn and worked with
a
harshness
that only fired her need more
.  The feel of his lips and tongue scorched across her naked flesh.  She
wanted him
desperately
– needed him to take her and
now that they were here together, like this -
she finally admitted to herself
,
in his way.  She shook with need - not knowing what he’d do to her was driving her wild with desire for him.
  She was on fire with sexual need and she knew there was no stopping this now.

Matthew
took the scissors he’d deliberately tossed onto the bed in readiness earlier.  Then as Gina watched him with hazy desire filled eyes he took hold of the hem of her tight skirt and without a moments hesitation he cut straight up the front, right up and through the waistband.  Grabbing the loose fabric from around Gina’s body he casually tossed it aside. Next
, as Gina moaned with passion,
he took the scissors to the sides of her flimsy panties before pulling them off too.

Gina lay on her back, her blouse and bra unfastened and naked from the waist down except for her lace topped stockings.  From the moment he’d brought her into this room he’d known exactly what he was going to do to her and how he was going to do it.

But this realisation brought with it a fearful and dangerous excitement that swept through her mind and affected her body like nothing else ever had before.  The triangular apex at the top of her thighs was on fire with urgent need, a sharp, painful need that demanded to be satisfied now.

Kneeling between her open legs
Matthew
ran both his hands over her lower body and took a shar
p intake of breath.  She was
lovely and he buried his face in her soft flesh of her thigh and bit ha
rd as she groaned
and wriggled from side to side.  Then looking at her flushed face he smirked at her before
gently
flipping her over so she now lay on her front.   Then raising one of his hard, masculine hands high he brought it down with a sharp slap on the soft creamy skin of her backside. 

Gina instantly squealed
out in pain and her skin pinked at the shock.

“That’s for stealing my plans,” he rasped feeling himself stiffen
again
rock hard.  Satisfied at the response he raised his hand again and slapped her once more.

Gina yelped
and wriggled under
his
hand. 
“Stop it, stop it now, please
Matthew
” she begged him.  What
was he doing to her
– she certainly hadn’t expected anything like this
?

But
Matthew
was way passed stopping now and he continued to rain down harsh slaps across her prone buttocks.  She shrieked and writhed and begged him to let her go.  Gina couldn’t believe what he was doing to her.  Nor could she understand her acute reaction to it.  Yes it hurt, yes it was horribly humiliating, but each time his hot, male hand
connected with her flesh
jolts of erotic pleasure flashed through her body that culminated low in her most intimate place
until s
he was throbbing with need.  E
ach slap jarred and caressed both at the same time and
stirred a wilder element in her psyche that she just didn’t recognise. 

Finally, unable to understand or rationalise this reaction to his sweet torment and afraid of her own growing hunger to experience much more, she cried out
again
plaintively for him to stop.

“
Matthew
please, just let me go.  You don’t have to do this.  We can be lovers but not like this.”

Matthew
blinked his dark eyes clear of the carnal mist that filled them and rubbed softly at her reddened buttocks planting gentle kisses on them.  He’d hurt her, he’d not really meant to, but sometimes the need was overwhelming and overtook everything else.

Lifting her body slightly
Matthew
slipped his hand under feeling for her sex.  Gina moaned and gave another half hearted cry for him to stop as her last ounce of self control tried to assert itself, but she was wasting her breath as he took no notice.  He
rubbed her
-
spread her
with his fingers
– she was
hot and she was wet too.  So she had enjoyed it, despite the cries of pain and her denial she wanted this, just like he’d known she would.

“Sorry, Gina,” he apologised.  “But your body
knows the truth and it
’s
betray
ed
you,” he whispered gently circling her swelling
clitoris
with his thumb and finger and feeling her lift her hips for him
.  Her reaction a sure sign that
she wanted more
.  “You’re a certain type, my sw
eet,” he stroked slowly
teasing the hard bud
.  “
The type of woman that likes sex this way so stop complaining and be quiet
while I finish this
.”

What type was that, she wondered as she lay beneath him her breath rasping between her lips
and how had he known?
  Obviously
then
she was
the
Matthew
Dark type, the type that had no qualms about being tied up and used
in whatever way
he wished.  This idea flashed in her mind and burned over her skin every bit as hot as his hands.  But was it just because it was him?  It had to be that because Gina could never imagine submitting this way to any other man.

His fingers
continued to
tease and stroke igniting a fierce,
raging
hunger within her.  Gina
was losing control and
screamed
out
as he deliberately worked his fingers faster
-
swirling, rubbing and causing hotter and hotter ripples of delight that had her close to the edge. 
F
inally
he
push
ed
his fingers into her
and with a howl of delight
she raised her hips higher in blissful response.  He rammed into her
trembling
flesh fast and hard until all Gina could think was how much she needed him, needed all of him and soon.

“Matthew,” she whimpered writhing under him. 
“I can’t take much more – I want you - make love to me, Matthew,” she pleaded softly at last.  “Please, just make love to me now.”

“Horny little thing deep down, aren’t you,” he whispered in her ear.  “Just like I suspected but
you can beg all you want
I’ll fuck you when I’m ready, Gina.”

She gasped and he pushed inside her deeper.  H
e was doing this on his terms not hers, she reminded herself.  This was all about his satisfaction, wasn’t that the way it worked?  They were not gentle, giving lovers carried away by the need of the moment; he was in charge, he’d exerted his will and made her submit to him.  In fact she wondered if it mattered to him at all whether she actually enjoyed this or not.  But wasn’t that exactly what made thi
s so exciting and so dangerous?  T
he fact he’d practically forced her
into
this
only added to the pleasure as did
the knowledge that
,
as th
is
odd relationship
of theirs
developed
,
he’d do
this sort of stuff
a lot
more?

“Emotional distance, remember,” he reminded her as his fingers returned to
playing her hard bud causing her even more hot, savage need.
  “I don’t do love
making
, Gina.  What I do is sex, pure and simple.  So
what I’m going to do to you now
isn’t making love, or anything like it, my beauty,” he corrected her.

Gina felt the flash of heat and hunger deep between her thighs in response to these words.  She wanted to scream out, ‘oh yes.  Take me, take me and make yours.  I’ll do anything.’  But instead she whimpered as he continued to stroke and pinch at her clitoris.

“
I’m going to fuck you, Gina.  Fuck you hard until you scream loud and come heavy.” 
Matthew
Dark smiled to himself and pinched her sensitive nub sharp and twisted roughly causing her another moment of the sweetest agony and chuckled as he heard her gasp and felt her squirm beneath him.

He unfastened the belt and fly of his suit trousers and slipping these and his boxers down his legs he took a condom from his pocket and deftly slipped it over his now very large male erection. 

“Kneel up Gina,” he ordered stroking her reddened buttocks gently.

Gina blinked open her eyes and made a
desperate
attempt
to position herself in
a semi kneeling position
for him.  But he wanted her higher – her legs spread wider and she
could only wince with embarrassment as she felt him haul her backside up
and push her
legs
open
.   Finally rea
dy he took hold of her hips with both hands and
plunged
his erection deep inside the
slick wet heat of her
.