My pants and boxer briefs followed as I kicked them off, standing naked in front of Isa. "How the fuck was I supposed to know you were some kind of stalker?" she asked, rolling her eyes as she huffed in disbelief.
"Not some kind of stalker.Yourstalker," I corrected her, reaching out for her. I grabbed her by the ankle, dragging her over to the edge of the bed. She kicked at my hand, but nothing would change the fact that she'd laid there and watched me strip.
Nothing would change the fact that she wanted me, in spite of her better judgement.
There'd come a time when she wasn't afraid of my darkness, where she welcomed it as part of her because she was just as twisted as I was. There'd come a time when she accepted that was who she was.
For now, I held her squirming legs still long enough to shove her dress up her hips and tear her panties down her legs. They bunched at her knees as she fought me, but it didn't matter for what I had planned. If anything, the restriction at her knees only helped as I pinned her legs to my chest and drove inside her.
She screamed from the sudden invasion, her pussy clenching around me to protest the brutality of it. I reached around her legs when she rose up onto her hands, pulling down her dress until her breasts sprang free from the fabric so I could watch them bounce as I fucked her.
With hard drives, I bottomed out inside her as her ass hovered at the edge of the bed. She grunted with the force of my thrusts, taking what I demanded of her without a verbal complaint.
Even while she glared at me, her pussy clenched me like a vice and tried to keep me locked inside her. As if her body needed it as desperately as I did.
When I wasn't inside her, I was thinking about it. When I was, I already dreaded the moment it ended. Her lush mouth twisted with pleasure as I struck the end of her, her hips rising to meet my thrusts as she sought more pleasure.
Wanting to feel her pressed against me, I tore her panties down her legs since she was feeling more cooperative and spread her wide so that I could lean my body over hers. I crashed my mouth against hers, tasting her as my tongue swept inside and claimed what was mine. I cupped her breast in my hand, squeezing it gently and working her nipple with my fingers while she moaned into my lips. "Tell me again how much you hate me,mi reina," I teased, pounding deep enough to shift her on the bed. I slid a hand into her hair, pulling her back down so I could drive into her with furious strokes as she glared at me.
"I hate you," she hissed, wrapping her legs around my waist to defy her confrontational words. Her arms followed, wrapping me in her embrace as she pulled me tighter to her body. With only the fabric of her dress bunched at her stomach between us, the lines of my body touched hers.
Every inch of skin vibrated as if electricity pulsed between us, the same shock of knowing I'd felt the moment her eyes connected with my own.
We were made for each other, no matter what I had to do to get her to see that.
She twisted her body, pulling me forward into the bed with her and rolling me to my back while I grinned at her. Instead of moving to separate us as I might have thought, Isa rolled her hips and took me deep. I tore the dress off her head, wanting to see every line of her body as she moved on top of me. The traces of the innocent girl who was insecure in her body were gone, replaced by the temptress who knew how deep my obsession ran.
I'd seen every inch of her, and I was still as obsessed with her as the first day I'd touched her, if not more.
Her body trembled and she ground her clit against my pubic bone as she rode me, chasing after her own orgasm with a brutality that threatened to make me explode before she had the chance. But I watched her dance on me, watched her face morph with pleasure as her pussy clenched down on my cock.
I'd thought to flip her to her back when she came, but she rode me through the orgasm despite her panting breaths. I groaned as my release approached, gripping her hips as she rocked hers back and forth on me. With her eyes intent on mine, the intimacy of the moment seemed unparalleled. My teeth sank into my bottom lip, and Isa shifted her hips suddenly to pull me out of her. I coated my stomach in my cum as she rubbed her pussy along my shaft to work me through the rest of my climax.
"Next time, wear a fucking condom, asshole," she hissed, swinging her leg over my hip and standing from the bed.
She disappeared into the bathroom, leaving me to laugh alone in her absence.