by Anne McClean
All his years of womanizing had come full circle. Finally, a woman was driving him crazy. She was holding out on him. He never needed a woman before and this bitch was causing him all kinds of woes. Rightfully that was his pussy and she had no right to keep it from him. The thought of raping a woman never crossed his mind a day in his life but this bitch was pushing him beyond all sense and rationality.
Merrick Boivin did not wait for women. Fucking cock-teasing bitch. The next time he got her alone she was getting tied to the bed and fucked. No, if and's or buts about it. He will not be denied what was his. This was the end of the line. His patience was shot. Normally, he was a rational man but as he sat in his car seething waiting for Mya to sashay her pretty ass from the elevator to her car his mind raced. When he heard the familiar “ding” of the elevator arriving he looked up but it wasn't her. He took a quick survey around the parking lot and was glad to see that there were only a few employee vehicles left.
Perfect he thought, at least they could talk without any interruptions. He wanted answers and if she wouldn't give them to him by God she would be sorry. As he contemplated his next course of action she emerged from the elevator. He caught a glimpse of her and wondered if it was wise to confront her. She looked so tired and worn out.
Fuck that shit, good maybe she’s too tired to be a flaming cunt.
She was almost safely to her car when he caught up to her. He reached for her catching her arm in a vise-like grip and turned her around to face him. He looked into her eyes and saw fear. Fuck her fear; she has tormented you long enough. “How long did you think you could avoid me? How long did you think you could avoid having this conversation? I’m tired of your shit Mya!
I’ve given you space hoping that you would give yourself to me on your own but that was obviously a mistake. I dreamt about you last night. I woke up licking my lips and reaching for your thighs but to my fucking surprise, you weren't next to me this morning! Your bullshit ends right here right now…”
Mya stared at him is disbelief. How dare he! “What the fuck do you want from me, Merrick? This is my life and you don't get to waltz into it and assume you know what’s best for me.”
“That's not what I’m doing Mya. I ca….I care about you. Forget about everything that's happened between us for s minute. Let’s talk about you. There is something wrong….just for fuck's sake!...just talk to me. ” His voice was firm with tender undertones.
Despite her stubbornness, his words hit a nerve. "There is nothing to say, Merrick. I… don't want to talk about me, I’m tired and I need to get some sleep, so let's just drop this…now."
“Fair enough Ms. Anderson.” He picked her up in one swoop and carried her to his car and deposited her into the passenger’s side. She was so shocked that she didn't have time to react.
We are going to my place. That way you can get a hot shower, a nice home cooked meal and some sleep. Do you have any protest? His voice was threatening. When she didn't respond he reached across her to buckle her seat belt. The motion made her jump. She was too tired to argue with him or even fight back which he damn well knew she could. But why bother?
They made the ride in absolute silence.
"Why? You are absolutely fine when the shoe is on the other foot. You command the courtroom and every room you walk into but here with me. you have an issue. It's just us, I've told you before, you can tell me anything. We can sit here all night if that's what you want but you are not leaving until you talk to me and I’m not letting you leave.”
"You can't keep me here Merrick, I’ll call the fucking cops.”
“Fuck the cops! The fucking hell I can’t keep you here Mya if I have to tie your sweet little ass to the bed then that’s exactly what I’ll do but trust me when I say this conversation is happening.”
They glared at each other, Mya could tell by the look in his eyes that he meant every single word. Of course, he was fully capable of restraining her.
Nonetheless, she was not the type of woman that would be pushed into doing anything she didn't want to.
“Fuck you, you barbaric uncouth son of a bitch!”
She turned to leave but he was too fast. He was on her before she could take a step. He grabbed her forcing her back against the wall placing trapping her between the wall and his hard body.
"Was that an offer? If so I accept but I warn you, Mya, you may not enjoy being fucked by me right now."
She pushed against his chest in a futile attempt to get away but it was like pushing against the rock of Gibraltar. When that didn't work she lashed out at him clawing at his arms with her nails. Merrick was amused, she had a fiery temper and he loved it. With a little effort, he grabbed both her hands with one hand and trapped them above her head.
Merrick caught fiery her gaze and held it; he saw a mix of fear, lust, and confusion in her eyes. He was unusually calm, which seemed to infuriate her further.
He brought his mouth down hard on hers hard. She bit his lip hard in response drawing blood. It didn't anger him as she intended. Instead, it roused his passion further. He broke off the kiss and wiped the blood from his lip. Looking down at the red streak on his hand and smiled.
“This reminds me of the first night we were together…remember how much blood there was on my bed the next morning?”
“Bastard.” She spat the word at him, wiggling frantically to free her hands but his hold was too strong. With his free hand, he worked his way under her dress keenly aware that she wasn't wearing any panties.
He lowered his head and whispered into her ear,
“Let's put this blood back where it belongs shall we?”
He purposely let his finger graze past her clit as he found her wetness. To his delight he read her eyes correctly it was lust he saw. He shoved his finger into her and she gasped. She was so wet. Her wetness was like liquid silk. Fuck she is so tight I need to replace my finger with my dick quickly. She moaned in pleasure opening her thighs. It was the access he sought.
Bringing his mouth back to hers he sucked her tongue hard until she winced. His hand continued working its magic below. While his thumb gently rubbed her clit, his finger moved in and out of her in slow unison. As he deepened the kiss he felt her resolve slip.
She was no longer resisting him, she was moaning into his mouth, her hips moving to the tempo of his hand. She was close….very close. Finally, I have you where I want you. Now you’ll beg for me.
Abruptly breaking off the kiss he kept one finger inside her dipping in and out until she began to quiver. He quickly withdrew his finger, removed the dress and his clothes within seconds.
She blindly grabbed for him but he moved beyond her reach and began to undress, “No, Merrick.. please…do not stop."
It’s exactly what he wanted to hear. That's right beg for me. She was quivering with need, “Please what Mya? Tell me what you want.”
"I wan…I need you, Merrick, please."
“No…Mya…tell me exactly what you want me to do or I’ll stop.”
He was standing in front of her just beyond her reach stroking his enormous cock. Mya watched licking her lips aroused beyond comprehension. She needed him inside her all of him and now. She couldn't wait anymore. Closing the space between them she looked into his eyes and gave him the acquiescence he sought.
“Merrick, I need your cock inside me now, please.”
There was a triumphant look in his eyes,
“As you wish Mya.” He grabbed the back of her neck before bringing his mouth down to hers tenderly. She opened her mouth giving him all the access her craved to the sweet prize he sought; as she eagerly returned his passion he guided her to the bed.
This was the submission Merrick wanted from her. She could be a badass all she wanted in the courtroom and in the real world but when they were alone he would accept nothing less than her total capitulation.
Chapter 9
He pushed her onto the bed and followed her down never breaking the kiss. As far as he was considered forepl
ay was over. He craved to be inside her, deep inside. When he finally spoke his voice was tinged with passion
"Put your legs on my shoulders, now I need to be inside you, Mya. I want you to take all of the dick, do you think you can do that?”
He looked down at her fully expecting some resistance but there was none, she did exactly what he asked. She closed her eyes tightly bracing for the pain but there was none. Merrick noted her expression and abated his desire for her. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her, at least not yet. Grabbing her legs he moved them from his shoulders letting them drop to the bed.
Positioning himself at her entrance he entered her slowly. Just the head at first then a little more, she moaned in pleasure and squirmed beneath him. He pulled all the way out and repeated the motion to go deeper this time. She was so wet and eager for him, she responded by wrapping her legs around him. It was the invitation he was waiting for. She was ready to take all of him.
He lost himself inside her; she was excruciatingly tight but so wet. As much as he wanted to plunge into her repeatedly until she was sore and begging him to stop, he didn’t. He began moving slowly, withdrawing partially then thrusting back into her going a little further each time until he was all the way inside of her. Finally.
She clawed at his forearms and back as wave after wave of orgasm coursed through her body. He whispered sweet nothings of encouragement in her ear making each orgasm more intense than the last. He held on as long as he could, fully basking in exultation. In bed, she was his and that was the only absolution he needed.
“That's it give me my pussy, all of it.”
When she cried out for the last time he finally let go, his seed bathed the inside of her pussy and mingled with her own juices. It was so intense that they both cried out and clung to each other. They fit perfectly.
He stayed inside her still hard. It was tempting to take her again but they were both too exhausted. Damn she felt good. He laid on top of her until she stopped shaking. When he finally rolled off he pulled her with him, holding her securely in place. There is no way you are getting away again my little nymph. He placed a final kiss on her forehead before drifting off to the most restful sleep he ever had.
It’s dark here, I don't like it. I can’t move. The weight on me.is too much. It’s heavy. My hands are bound. I want my mom. He won't let me move, he won't let me see my mom. He's hurting me…The weight is too much. I have to get this weight off of me. He won't let me go. I have to fight but I can't my head is heavy my eyes won't stay open. Wait... it's not his weight that's heavy it's my own. My body is heavy too heavy to move. If I can get my hands free then maybe I have a chance. He’s moving now. He wants to hear me scream so he’ll hurt me more.
Merrick was awoken abruptly by Mya's scream. She was still wrapped securely in his arms screaming and struggling to get free. He sat up bringing her with him giving her a gentle shake, "Mya, you are ok, wake up you are dreaming." Her eyes flew open. She looked around frantically trying to identify where she was.
The only thing she could remember was the unbearable weight crushing her, She pushed against Merrick's chest then beat against what she thought was responsible for holding her down. Merrick grabbed her hands and pulled her to his chest.
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He recognized immediately what was happening. She was having a nightmare. He was all too familiar with them after serving many tours in overseas. Is this why she left the last time? Does this happen often and she was afraid that I would find out?
He held her firmly against his chest with one hand while holding both her wrist with the other. “Shhh…its ok Mya, you are safe, wake up you are having a bad dream.” As he said the words he rocked her gently waiting for her to calm down and open her eyes. After a few minutes, her eyes fluttered open. She saw Merrick’s face and recognized him instantly. He was gorgeous. He held her in place until her breathing steadied.
“Do you get those often? There was genuine concern in his voice as he stroked her hair.
Mya was quiet. It had been about six weeks since she had a nightmare and right now here with Merrick was the last place she wanted to have one. For a moment she regretted staying so long, she should’ve left early in the morning just like last time. Then she remembered Merrick’s reaction the last time she pulled that stunt and the thought quickly dissipated.
“Yes”, she answered hesitantly, “but I haven’t gotten any in a few weeks…over a month, I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to…I mean you shouldn't have to…I should’ve left…”
“What?” He interrupted her before she could finish the sentence. “You would’ve left again?” Is this why you left last time” There was anger in his voice, it was unintentional but when he heard the words, “I should’ve left” leave her lips his anger flared instantly. He lifted her face so he could look at her.
“Mya, if you ever leave the way you did twice before I will”… His voice trailed off. She didn't need threats right now. Especially physical ones and that's exactly what he was thinking.
His tone softened….“Please never do that again, I care about you, Mya. I would never make you feel used and that's exactly how you made me feel not once but twice Considering what happened between us that night…the first night…you were a virgin, I thought I hurt you…It wasn't a good feeling for me. Please promise me you’ll never do that again. If you need to be alone I have plenty of room.”
It was the truth. His words pulled at Mya’s heartstrings.
“I promise…I won’t leave again.” She meant it, at least for the moment. But the truth is she couldn't be sure what she would or wouldn’t do at times. Merrick looked into her eyes and saw that she was sincere.
Now that was out of the way maybe she would talk to him.
He released her chin allowing her face to rest on his chest. Maybe it’s easier for her to talk if I’m not peering at her.
“Would you like to talk about the nightmares?” How long have you had them?”
“Since I was eleven.” She managed to get that out at least.
Ok, that's good maybe she’ll tell me more. Don’t push…something happened when she was eleven, which explains a lot.
"Do you want to talk about it, Mya?"
She really didn't. But maybe it was time to say the words. To actually tell someone and Merrick seemed to genuinely care.
“Um…it's the same dream all the time, I can’t move…and there is someone…or something holding me down and I struggle to get free but I can’t and then I can’t breathe. I usually wake up when I pass out in the dream”
Her voice was shaking as she forced the words out.
So that's why she left! That's a stupid fucking reason. Why would she think something like that would bother me? Maybe I should stop. She’s getting upset and shaking. No…she wants to talk, I’ll encourage her to keep going.
“In our jobs, we deal with a lot of shit Mya, we see things that stay with us for a long time sometimes forever. Do you think it’s because of work? Merrick's tone was pensive as he recalled some of the things he experienced in the military and during his years and the police force.
“No” I’ve had them for as long as I can remember.” She answered abruptly. Then realized that a simple yes may have stopped the conversation from progressing any further.
“Mya, I know I’ve said this to you before, but there is nothing and I mean nothing you can’t confide in me. It would stay between us…always. I consider you…a dear friend.”
Friend my ass. You are mine. I won’t push the topic right now but you will come understand in time. Shit! Maybe I shouldn't have referred to her as a dear friend she may be offended. Fuck it, it’s too late.
Chapter 10
As she lay on Merrick’s chest his heartbeat was soothing and honest. Perhaps she could trust him. Half the truth was just as good she resolved.
"Merrick, I…I'm sorry for leaving the way I did. I…did'nt know what to say after we…I couldn't face you, I knew you would have questions that
I wasn't ready to answer so I panicked and left." She literally had to force the word out.
Nice segue Ms. Anderson but we are still on the topic of your nightmares.
“Mya, I’m honored that you chose me to be your 1st lover, I admit I was curious as to how such a beautiful woman like yourself managed to stay untouched all these years but I was …I’m more concerned with you than my questions or the need to stroke my ego. I just wanted to make sure that I didn't do anything to hurt you.”
She laughed. "You mean other than deflowering me"
“Well…of course there is that, but that couldn’t be helped my sweetness.” He laughed and kissed her forehead. She became instantly aware of his nakedness and her own.