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him!”
“Jamie! What’s wrong?” he cried as he grabbed her, trying to understand what was happening.
Her rage found a target, Leo. As he held her she jerked away convulsively, her face twisting into an ugly sneer. She wanted to hit him, and go on hitting him until she was exhausted, but she couldn’t. Not Leo. He was her rock, her harbor of safety. She could never hurt him. As her fury took her, she flung herself at him, kissing him savagely, her anger converting into lust unlike she had ever felt before. She couldn’t beat the shit out of him, but she could fuck the shit out of him. She drove at him, powering him to his back with her legs, her lips never leaving his as she rode him to the bed. She grabbed roughly at his cock and tried to insert it into her, but he wasn’t even semi-erect.
He was still trying to adjust to what Jamie was doing as she manhandled him roughly. With one particularly hard jerk he cried out softly in pain. “Shit! Jamie! What the fuck?” he cried as he tried to hold her down and break whatever spell had come over her. But that seemed only to inflame her more and she struggled violently, pushing furiously at him with arm and leg. He let her go but rather than break free, she turned on him again.
This is what she needed, conflict, the clash of wills and a struggle, something, anything, to expend the rage that was consuming her. She pushed him over on the bed again, his head banging against the headboard as she rode him down once more, but she didn’t care, so lost in the fog of lust and range nothing matter except her need. She forced his mouth to her breast, holding him there as he finally figured out what she needed and began to suckle her with near painful intensity.
He didn’t exactly see stars when he crashed into the headboard, but it still hurt like hell. He didn’t know what had come over Jamie and he was becoming angry at her rough treatment, but even more than that, he was concerned. He had never seen her like this and he didn’t understand why she was lashing out at him. She pulled him roughly to her breast, holding his mouth tightly to her as he opened his lips and began to lash at the nipple with his tongue. She hissed and pulled him even harder into her breast and he increased the intensity of his sucking, flicking the erect point with his tongue before dragging his teeth gently across it. She gasped and held him with one hand, reaching for his cock with the other. He was still soft, but as realization began to dawn, he began to firm up. He didn’t understand why she was acting this way, but she obviously wanted to be taken roughly, her anger with Ron morphing into some strange desire for intimate combat. He grabbed her hair and jerked her head roughly back, exposing her throat to his hard kisses. He released her hair and, with a grunt in effort, he forced her over onto her back, following her tumble before pinning her arms to the bed.
“This what you want?”
“Yes. Give it to me.”
He stared into her eyes, seeing the challenge there before he took her lips forcefully, kissing her with a much heat and passion as he could muster. She strained against his grip, whimpering softly in effort as she met the fervor of his kiss with her own. He released her hands and she wasted no time grabbing his back and pulling him even harder into the kiss.
As soon as he released her hands, she pulled him close then tried to reach between them, straining to reach his cock and steer it into him. She could feel his hardness pressing against her and she wanted it inside. As she tried to worm her hand between them, he pressed his hips harder into her, preventing her from reaching him. She broke away from the torrid kiss with a gasp, trying to move him, trying to get some space between them, but he was fighting her, making her struggle for what she wanted. She twisted as hard as she could, digging a leg into the bed for additional leverage. She could
“Jamie! What’s wrong?” he cried as he grabbed her, trying to understand what was happening.
Her rage found a target, Leo. As he held her she jerked away convulsively, her face twisting into an ugly sneer. She wanted to hit him, and go on hitting him until she was exhausted, but she couldn’t. Not Leo. He was her rock, her harbor of safety. She could never hurt him. As her fury took her, she flung herself at him, kissing him savagely, her anger converting into lust unlike she had ever felt before. She couldn’t beat the shit out of him, but she could fuck the shit out of him. She drove at him, powering him to his back with her legs, her lips never leaving his as she rode him to the bed. She grabbed roughly at his cock and tried to insert it into her, but he wasn’t even semi-erect.
He was still trying to adjust to what Jamie was doing as she manhandled him roughly. With one particularly hard jerk he cried out softly in pain. “Shit! Jamie! What the fuck?” he cried as he tried to hold her down and break whatever spell had come over her. But that seemed only to inflame her more and she struggled violently, pushing furiously at him with arm and leg. He let her go but rather than break free, she turned on him again.
This is what she needed, conflict, the clash of wills and a struggle, something, anything, to expend the rage that was consuming her. She pushed him over on the bed again, his head banging against the headboard as she rode him down once more, but she didn’t care, so lost in the fog of lust and range nothing matter except her need. She forced his mouth to her breast, holding him there as he finally figured out what she needed and began to suckle her with near painful intensity.
He didn’t exactly see stars when he crashed into the headboard, but it still hurt like hell. He didn’t know what had come over Jamie and he was becoming angry at her rough treatment, but even more than that, he was concerned. He had never seen her like this and he didn’t understand why she was lashing out at him. She pulled him roughly to her breast, holding his mouth tightly to her as he opened his lips and began to lash at the nipple with his tongue. She hissed and pulled him even harder into her breast and he increased the intensity of his sucking, flicking the erect point with his tongue before dragging his teeth gently across it. She gasped and held him with one hand, reaching for his cock with the other. He was still soft, but as realization began to dawn, he began to firm up. He didn’t understand why she was acting this way, but she obviously wanted to be taken roughly, her anger with Ron morphing into some strange desire for intimate combat. He grabbed her hair and jerked her head roughly back, exposing her throat to his hard kisses. He released her hair and, with a grunt in effort, he forced her over onto her back, following her tumble before pinning her arms to the bed.
“This what you want?”
“Yes. Give it to me.”
He stared into her eyes, seeing the challenge there before he took her lips forcefully, kissing her with a much heat and passion as he could muster. She strained against his grip, whimpering softly in effort as she met the fervor of his kiss with her own. He released her hands and she wasted no time grabbing his back and pulling him even harder into the kiss.
As soon as he released her hands, she pulled him close then tried to reach between them, straining to reach his cock and steer it into him. She could feel his hardness pressing against her and she wanted it inside. As she tried to worm her hand between them, he pressed his hips harder into her, preventing her from reaching him. She broke away from the torrid kiss with a gasp, trying to move him, trying to get some space between them, but he was fighting her, making her struggle for what she wanted. She twisted as hard as she could, digging a leg into the bed for additional leverage. She could
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