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. Finally he pushed 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. He 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 this so exciting and so dangerous? The fact he’d practically forced her into this only added to the pleasure as did the knowledge that, as this 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 lovemaking, 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 ready he took hold of her hips with both hands and plunged his erection deep inside the slick wet heat of her.
It was as if lightening had struck right through her body. Gina felt that first thrust and her very being dissolved in a paroxysm of pleasure. That first push, the feel of him driving into her pulsating core, filling her so completely had her practically climaxing in that first second. Gina lowered her head and buried her face in the pillow screwing up her eyes barely able to believe the intense, hot delight. She hated herself for reacting like this and she hated him for taking her this way. She should be screaming, writhing with indignation and outrage but she couldn’t, she was so close to orgasm she could taste it. One glorious, terrifying thrust of his erection had the muscles of her sex gripping tight around his hardness as if to keep him there forever. Her body was so turned on by this man; by the way he was forcing himself on her that she was teetering precariously on the very edge of one shatteringly overwhelming orgasm.
She whimpered and mewled into the soft pillow as her traitorous body dictated what it wanted and how it should react and Matthew responded by continuing to stroke his penis in and out of her deliberately slowly as he listened to her squeals of pleasure. He held onto her hips and each time he thrust he pulled her to him hard ensuring penetration was deep and thorough.
It was happening and she couldn’t stop it. Despite her distaste at the way he’d taken her, and the way he’d described this most intimate of acts, still she hovered gloriously close. So close that each heady pulse of her sex was electric and had her gasping for more. Never in all her moderate experience had sex ever been so exciting or felt so good. Her body shook and shuddered until a fraction of a second later he compounded all this sensation by reaching under her and circling her clitoris again with his finger and thumb.
Gina felt his hot, expert touch and was lost. The burning, rippling wave had started and she had no choice but to let it sweep her away. She moaned and whimpered under him as the wild electric thrill swept through her. She went limp as the vortex of climatic passion took her and dragged her off into a different state of consciousness. She clenched her cuffed hands and rolled her head from side to side on the pillow gasping and moaning as her orgasm crashed in and took her.
Chapter 3
Gina was only semi conscious when she felt the heat of his semen pound into her through the fine rubber of the condom and lay flat on her belly as he withdrew. She felt exhausted, fulfilled and utterly plundered. The way he’d taken her body was like nothing she’d experienced with a man before. Never had she experienced an orgasm so intense or so completely satisfying. When she finally did open her eyes and try to rub them she couldn’t, she was still as he’d left her, still restrained by the cuffs.
“Matthew,” she called out. “Get me out of these things,” she shouted turning her head to look around the room but it was empty.
Now Gina was scared, was this part of his game, his revenge for what she’d done? Was it his intention to leave her like this for the chambermaids to find? She felt suddenly sick at the thought and struggled against the cuffs again.
“Don’t, you’ll hurt yourself,” his deep voice intoned as he came out of the bathroom dressed only in a bathrobe and rubbing his tousled, black hair on a towel.
Gina sighed with relief as she heard his deep voice. Thank goodness she was wrong and he hadn’t left her like this. She flipped over onto her back and looked up at him pulling her legs together. He sat down beside her on the edge of the bed. Gina had never seen him like this, dressed in so little, fresh from the shower, still damp and smelling of masculine cologne and shampoo.
“Nudity suits you,” he smirked leaning over and kissing her lightly on the lips.
Gina hadn’t forgotten about her state of undress but there was nothing she could do about it not with her hands bound like this.
“It might but I can’t stay like this all day so if you let me go I’ll get dressed,” she pouted.
Matthew thought about that for a moment and glimpsed his watch. As he moved the bathrobe fell open around his damp frame and Gina gasped at his beauty. He had a stunning body, muscled, with a broad smooth chest and a natural golden tan. Then she cast her eyes down to his belly; she couldn’t help herself, and saw that despite the unbelievable sex they’d just had, he still had a sizable erection. It held her gaze for several seconds before Matthew finally cleared his throat and lifted her chin up to meet his eyes.
“Release me, Matthew,” she asked him again. “You’ve had your fun now let me go.”
“We’ve had fun,” he corrected her. “You enjoyed it every bit a much as I did,” he told her with a smile.
“Please Matthew,” she tried again. “You said we had a plane to catch,” she reminded him.
“You don’t get away that easily. I haven’t quite finished with you yet,” he told her checking that her struggling hadn’t loosened the rope.
“I still have time to play some more with my favourite new toy.”
Matthew gave her a smile one of those tempting wonderful little smiles that made her body burn anew then he ran the flat of his hand down her front from her breasts to below her navel. Gina shivered. It would
seem her desire for this man knew no bounds. He had her lying here helpless and practically naked, he’d taken her once, only minutes ago, was he about to do it again? She certainly hoped so.
“Bend your knees and place your feet flat on the bed,” he told her softly running his hands down her thighs as she moved for him. “Now spread your legs wide.”
Gina hesitated, he was kneeling beside her legs, the legs she’d instinctively clamped together because she felt very exposed and now she shook her head.
“Do you want me to spank you again – or worse,” he suggested raising those eyebrows with another half smile. “You have to obey me – at all times, Gina – and particularly in the bedroom.”
Was that a threat, Gina wondered. Her body seemed to think it was from the way her nerves jittered. But from the look on his face she knew he wasn’t teasing – he meant what he’d said. Feeling very self conscious she moved her legs a little at a time until he finally nodded for her to stop.
“If you disobey me like that again I’ll punish you,” he smirked kneeling between her spread thighs.
Gina looked into the eyes that held hers in their enigmatic grip. He meant it she could see it in his face. He wanted her compliant and she wanted to be, she desperately wanted his lovemaking however he delivered it. But there was still that little voice in her head warning her to be careful.
“I said I’d look at every centimetre of you,” he said brushing his fingertips down the cleft of her sex before rubbing her swollen labia apart. He dipped his head – going closer to his prize and used the tip of a finger to gentle circle her clitoris. Gina breathed in sharply and swallowed while he worked, this was glorious and the fireworks were starting again. Sharp shards of heat spiked through her lower belly and all of them made for the spot where his fingers were touching her.
She had her eyes closed – she couldn’t look at him as he touched and teased and examined her in detail. He was engrossed bringing her expertly once again to within a gasp of orgasm. Her skin had taken on a smouldering pink glow – despite feeling so grossly exposed she was enjoying this. She was his - utterly his to do with as he pleased and Matthew felt himself stiffen again at the thought.
“Enjoy, my sweet,” his voice caressed as he stroked her hard bud gently before swirling around it again in that delicious way of his.
Gina couldn’t speak - it was going to happen again. That wonderful about to climax feeling had already nudged her well over the line and put her firmly in his power. Meeting his dark, liquid eyes Gina felt her heart do that funny flip thing it did when he looked at her that way. Knowing very well the state she was in he pushed several fingers into her and heard her let out a small sigh of pleasure as his movements inside her became deep and fast.
Matthew smiled a disarmingly wicked ‘got you where I want you now’ smile as she gave herself up to the sheer pleasure of his expert fingers. She moved slowly up and down in rhythm with the gentle push of his hand and groaned even louder as his thumb did that wonderful thing again to her clitoris.
“You’re very soft and very wet,” he whispered. “Wet and hungry for me.”
His voice washed over her and through her but didn’t really register. She was too far gone and deep in the throes of a blissful stupor to listen to what he was saying.
“The only question now is do I let you climax or not,” he tormented softly while very slowly withdrawing his fingers and pinching her clitoris while watching her eyes snap open and widen in disbelief. She was listening now. “I don’t think I will, not yet,” he decided.
Gina rolled from side to side with frustration as she tried to understand why he would do this to her. He was watching her again – the look on his beautiful face almost a gloat as he put his hand between her legs and rubbed hard at her entrance. “I’m going to make you wait. I’m going to do this because I enjoy knowing you’re needy and I’ll take advantage of that on the plane.”
“Matthew,” she whimpered while trying to deal with the urgent sudden pain of having him behave like this. “Don’t do this to me, you can’t just leave me like this, please Matthew,” she groaned. This was agonising and unexpected and added an entirely new dimension to their intimacy. What was he trying to do to her now?
“No more, not yet” he said clasping her tight and finally making up his mind. “Like I said, perhaps later on the plane,” he tilted up her chin and looked into her hazy, pleasure hungry eyes. “See how harshly I can punish you if you’re disobedient,” he murmured softly in her ear. Gina blinked and looked into his smouldering eyes. He meant it and whimpering softly she realised that if she had been disobedient then she’d have preferred a spanking to this!
“Very effective, isn’t it,” he smiled seeing her puzzled look. “You see, Gina I can control both your pleasure and your pain,” he told her as he unfastened her hands. “So it’s up to you, behave yourself, do exactly as I tell you and I’ll reward you with all the sexual pleasure you can handle but annoy me and I’ll leave you a frustrated wreck.”
Control’, Gina reminded herself as she got her wits back, this man was all about control. So all sexual pleasure at his hand would have to be earned. Should she even be considering getting into any sort of relationship with Matthew Dark? Or was she just too vulnerable and he just too dangerous?
“Take a shower,” he ordered mild amusement twinkling in his dark eyes as he realised the extent of her frustration. Then he refastened his robe and added. “And don’t linger our plane leaves in three hours.”
Gina shook herself, what was she doing? No what had she done? He might be the most gorgeous man she ever met, and she might fancy him like mad but that didn’t give him the right to do what he’d just done to her. But what had he done to her? She asked herself. Apart from what you wanted him to do, she prompted herself.
“You’re a beast, Matthew Dark,” she managed to seethe at him finally. But the sight of his gorgeous body and the fresh memories of how he’d just touched her had her insides melting and quivering again as he just stared down at her. “I don’t understand, I don’t understand you at all,” she wailed. She needed him – she needed him to finish what he’d started.
Matthew looked down at her naked torso and forcing her legs apart saw the evidence of her previous orgasm still wet on her thighs and covering the silk bed cover too.
“You’re a greedy girl. It’s obvious from the state of your lovely thighs and that delightful triangle between them that you’ve climaxed once already - but still you want more,” he told her running his fingers over her sex and leaving a trail of burning desire behind them. Then he smiled and smacked her thigh lightly. “Only when I decide,” he added pleased that he’d had this effect on her.
More blushing reddened her cheeks, how come he had to embarrass her like this and how come he had no qualms at all about doing these things to her?
Obviously he didn’t give a hoot for her finer feelings and had no idea that there were things a girl liked to keep to herself? And the fact that she’d just experienced the best orgasm ever with him, was one of them.
“Shower and then find something else to wear from your case,” he instructed picking up her ripped skirt and tossing it aside without so much as a sorry or an explanation for his behaviour.
“So that’s all you can say? No apology for your outrageous actions or for what you did to me?” She ranted at him completely unfazed by the fact she was naked except for the open silk, tie blouse flowing around her breasts and the now ripped hold up stockings. “And yet you still intend to drag me away with you as your captive? And I suppose now you think you can do what you want, when you want and in any way you think fit!”
“I think you’ve got it about right there, Gina,” he nodded and grinned.
Gina felt a rush of anger and meeting his gaze was just about to lash out further at him but he simply smirked and turned to his wardrobe selecting clothes to wear for the journey.
“You’re not dressed for conflict, Gina,” he taunted her tur
ning and nodding at her body. “So I’d give it up and take that shower if I was you.”
Gina blushed, she’d forgotten, she was practically naked. Her panties lay in tatters on the floor where he’d thrown them and dipping down she hastily grabbed hold and held the small piece of fabric in front of her. At that moment Gina wished with all her heart that she’d never heard of Matthew Dark.
Moments later she let her body relax under the soft warm spray of the water and ran her fingers through her hair to rinse out the masculine smelling shampoo she’d just used. Gina knew she had no choice but to go with him. Even with all her resourcefulness she couldn’t think of anyway out, not with so little time left. He’d been one step ahead of her all day, she knew that now. And all because of that damn film he had of her.
Wrapping herself in a large fluffy bath towel Gina padded back out into the bedroom and rummaged through her case for some fresh clothes. She helped herself to a different set of underwear and a sleeveless button through dress that had a pencil skirt. She’d also wear a jacket and her heels.
Apparently Matthew had a Personal Assistant, or a man servant, or whatever someone who seemed to run after you hand and foot, drove you around and generally did your bidding was called these days. His name, Gina learned, as he arrived and Matthew introduced him, was Conrad‘’. He didn’t deem it important to explain if Conrad was a first or surname and once introduced set him to taking the cases out to the car.
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