When our eyes first met I knew she would be trouble; She was twisted like I am, improper but hiding it just beneath the surface of herself that she presented to the world. When she spoke her words flowed in a tone that oozed confidence and control but much like how she presented herself, there was another side to that. A side which I as determined to explore simply because she was fighting so hard to conceal it.
Our interactions began benignly enough; A little dirty joke here, an accidental touch there but of course our interactions were bound to escalate. Which they did and quite swiftly at that. One evening when we were innocently enjoying each other’s company while working on our own projects I decided to test the waters and see how far she would allow me to push the envelope, our relationship and of course, her.
“Come closer, little girl.” I cooed at her from over the ominous glow of my laptop. She paused for a moment and gave me a look that could only mean that she was both insulted and intrigued by the words with which I chose to address her. Yet she inched up off her seat and walked across the room towards me with the little wiggle in her walk that she often used to garner attention, probably unintentionally. I set my laptop aside and patted the couch next to me “Sit.” I hissed softly while a smile crept across my face. She looked taken aback by my command but obeyed it anyways. “You realize that I give orders not follow them, right?” She said with a scoff. I replied by widening my smile into a devious sneer and reaching out towards her.
“Excuse me.” She exclaimed while grabbing my wrist. “Did you hear me?” I withdrew my hand slowly and answered her question “Of course I did, I chose to ignore your comment and see how you would respond.” Her eyes narrowed with suspicion and I knew that the moments following our exchange would either end very well or very very poorly. I sighed and continued to withdraw my hand until she loosened her grip on me and then I struck. In one swift movement I lunged myself forward and she moved to leap up off the couch, which I had hoped for. As her hips broke contact with the plush material of the couch I caught her neck in the crook of my arm and pulled her back towards me. She responded by lashing at me with her dominant hand which I quickly snatched with my free hand and then pinned it behind her back with my free hand while hooking my legs over her hips and across her thighs. She was trapped but laughing.
At first, she fought me; Trying to rip her hand away from me and pry my fingers off but every time she moved or thought she had gotten some ground back, she only got herself into a less optimal position. That was until I gave her an opening to get up which she did, a little awkwardly as if she was expecting, no, hoping for more. “So…” She began, her cheeks a little flushed “That was new.” I stood up with her and reached for her again, she did not push me back. “Did you like it?” I whispered into her ear. She nodded and backed away from me, towards the nearest wall, I took the cue and pushed her back against it with a bit of force. When she made contact with the wall she let out a little gasp of enjoyment and turned her head to the side and whimpered softly. I grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head and slid my knee between her legs to brace myself against the wall. “Oh no, not that..” She whimpered softly and unconvincingly as she pulled her head down, exposing her neck. I again, took her cue and wrapped my hand around her neck, giving it a little squeeze. She responded with a soft moan, I applied more pressure.
“Mmm…!” she cooed with her eyes now closed “… Harder… Please…” I obliged, happily and ran a finger across her collar bones and between her breast with my free hand. She squirmed ever so slightly and puffed her chest out at me, begging me to continue. …..