EroticReverie

Cecelia Lynn Laurens

The cops are keeping our apartment blocked off for the next few days, so Millie deems Ryker a saint for letting us stay at his place during that time. I still haven't told her about what he did to me in the fun house, or, the way that he talks to me, like he owns me. Although, knowing Millie, she'd tell me it's hot, because he's six foot eight and hot as hell. Which...she wouldn't be wrong, because even though everything in the logical part of my brain tells me this guy is no good, I can't seem to do the smart thing and tell him to fuck off. 

Millie and I go shopping for a few things, since we can't get into our place now. Toothbrushes, panties, and a few shirts, among other things. We take a Lyft to Ryker's place, are are greeted by Simone, Brynn and Lena. 

"Your man is upstairs." Simone says with a devilish grin and winks.

"He's not my man." I say and the girls are all giving little smirks to each other, even Millie. The little traitor. 

"Who's not your man?" Rykers voice comes from the top of the stairs, his eyes lazer focused on me, looking me up and down, devouring me with his eyes. 

"Ooo, someones in trouble" Millie sing songs. 

"You." I stand there, duffel bag over my shoulder. A slow grin spreads across his face. 

He walks slowly down the stairs, his eyes on me the entire time and goosebumps lift all along my arms as I shiver, his blue eyes pinning me in place, making me forget how to even breathe. 

"Damn, that sexual tension is thiiiiick" Millie says, fanning herself. 

"Come with us, we'll show you around." The girls pull Millie from the main entryway of the Victorian home, and I just keep my eyes on Ryker as she hits the last step and walks over to me. I hate the way my pussy responds to this man, the way my nipples fucking perk up in presence. 

"These for me?" he asks, his hands going to my breasts, his long fingers slipping over the sides of my tank top, his thumbs gently stroke over the hard points and I swallow.

"No." I say shaking my head and he smirks. 

"Beautiful little liar." he says and pinches them, making me gasp and let out a moan that I can't control. He grins with satisfaction.

"They miss me" he smirks and pinches them again, tugging this time through my tank top and I step forward, as this man pulls me to him by my fucking nipples. 

"come here Cecelia" he groans and then grabs my duffel bag and drops it on the floor and then he's picking me up, grinning, when my traitorous legs wraps around him, as he grabs my ass, hoisting me up higher, and I yelp as he bites my nipple through my shirt, one strong arm, holding me up under my ass, as the other hand pushes up the front of my shirt, right there in the middle of the entryway.

"Ryker" I whisper yell at him , but then gasp, my head going back, my lashes fluttering as his mouth hits my skin, sucking my nipple hard into his mouth. 

"Don't you ever tell anyone I'm not your man , ever again Cecelia." he growls and then bites my nipple and I whimper.

"i dont even know you" I pant. 

"You know enough" he groans and licks my other nipple and I moan. 

"I know nothing" I say , my breath trembling.

"You know I make your cunt ache....and you know I make it feel better when it does....that's all that matters right now Cecelia." he groans and then turns and carries me right up the stairs to his room.

"Take your clothes off." he commands, and I swallow, lifting my shirt off the rest of the way.

"mm, she's learning to listen." he says and I glare at him as I unbutton my shorts. 

"Dont be an asshole" I narrow my eyes, dropping my shorts.

"Get on the fucking bed Cecelia." he growls at me. 

"Make me." , the words flying from my mouth before I even think better of it, I yelp as Im grabbed and thrown to the fucking bed, thrown onto my stomach and his hand rips down through the air, crashing overy my ass. 

I scream is cracks against my skin, his fist immediately clenching my hair and pulling my head back as he leans over me, bringing  his mouth to my ear.

"Is that what you want? For me to make you do what I want? Because that can be arranged Cecelia...if you don't want to be a good girl, I'll make you a little fucking whore...and make you take my fucking and rip right into you....i'll make a fucking mess of you Cecelia...is that what you want?" he growls in my ear as I pant, my scalp burning slightly from him pulling it.

"You're hurting me" I whimper. 

"Remember that...the next time you want to get smart with me Cecelia." he warns and I whimper. 

He chuckles in my ear and groans. 

"I already know that fucking cunt is dripping for it Cecelia....this gets you off....me in control of you...me being able to do what i want...take what i want...and there isnt a single fucking thing you can do to stop me Cecelia......and that makes your cunt a fucking mess,...doesnt it baby?" he gently bites my ear and I let out a breath, squirming as I moan.

"Yes" I answer and he groans. 

"Be a good girl for me, and turn over, and spread your legs, and I want those pretty hands holding that pussy open for me." he says, releasing my hair and I turn over , looking up at him as I put my feet to the bed, spread my legs, and reach down and spread my lips.

"Wider Cecelia...show me that fucking cunt." He growls and I whimper, back arching, hating how fucking hot it makes me to have him barking orders at me, treating me in a way Im pretty sure I wouldnt ever let any other man treat me or speak to me, but he is right...it's the fact...I dont have a choice...i do...but regardless...if he wanted to make me do things...he could...

I watch him pull off his shirt, biting my lip as I just lay there on my back, holding my cunt spread obscenely wide, and then I watch his pants drop, his boxers and then he stroking his dick and stepping to the bed. 

"Such a good fuckin girl" he groans, stroking as he looks at me with a grin, tilting his head, just jerking himself off as he looks at me.

"the most exquisite little fucking slut i've ever laid eyes on" he groans and I lick my lips. 

"look at that wet little cunt, does it ache Cecelia?" he asks and slaps my clit with his cock and my hips jump and I whimper.

"I said...does it..fucking...ache?" he says through more slaps of his thick dick against my cunt.

"yes"I whine. 

"finger yourself Cecelia...make it stop aching.....show me how you fuck yourself." He groans and I slide my one hand down, slipping two fingers inside of myself, moaning at the relied of it, my ass pushing to the bed, and lifting slightly as I moan and finger myself, his eyes never leaving my pussy. 

"Look at you, dripping all over my fucking bed like a good girl" he says and then grabs my hand and slaps it away.

"Cmere" he says, two of thick finger pushing into me, making me gasp, making my hands grabs the fucking covers of his bed.

"You're gonna fit so fucking tight on my cock Cecelia" he groans, his one hand pressing on my lower abdomen, allowing his fingers inside me easier access to my g spot, making me writhe instantly, my head pushing back into the bed as I cry his name. 

"I'm going to destroy you perfect little cunt Cecelia...make you a little whore for my cock...you'll be begging for my cock to stretch you again and again...begging for me to fill all your fucking holes Cecelia..." he groans and I whimper, his fingers making me get so fucking close.

"listen to that fucking pussy Cecelia" he groans as the wet noises of him finger fucking me fill his room. 

"Tell me again how I'm not your fucking man, when my fingers and fucking drowning in the worlds wettest little fucking cunt....tell me how i'm not your fucking man Cecelia...when I make your pussy fucking beg for it....tell how im not your fucking man when I'm about to make your fucking pussy cum real nice and fucking pretty for me" 

"oh god" I whimper, feeling it happen, feeling the loss on control, the orgasm that I have no chance of denying. I cry out his name and he groans loudly.

"I'm your fucking man Cecelia." he growls at me. I nearly fucking cry over how good his fingers coax my orgasm through me, stealing it, forcing it from my body, my pussy squriting as I cum, panting as his fingers drag out of my pussy slowly and then he grabs his cock and strokes it over my cunt as I lay there whimpering.

"I'm your fucking man" he repeats and pushes the head of his cock against my pussy. I whimper.

"Ryker...you...c-cant.." I can barely speak as I protest again. His dick pushes against my pussy, the head notching inside and the reaches up, his hand over my mouth and my eyes widen.

"I can Cecelia...because it's mine...YOU ...are fucking mine" he groans, the head of his cock pushed just inside, stretching me, showing me just how much it's gonna fucking hurt when they man decides to MAKE me take it. 

Hot cum spills into my pussy and Ryker groans and I writhe. Whimpering as my pussy is flooded with Ryker's cum and he groans loudly.

"that's it....fucking take it Cecelia, take it all baby....fucking take it"