Rio's Way

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your key in the lock fills me with longing
and i turn with an expectant smile as you walk in,
though tonight your eyes are intense without their usual teasing light
mouth a sensuous firm line of serious intent
and your stride, purposeful
causes me to catch my breath,
the smile halting on my curious face

wondering what has captivated your attention
with such single minded fixation
almost tempted to look behind me
as i smile nervously and realize
you are looking directly at me
the strength of your gaze is so powerful and foreboding
i actually begin to take a tentative step backward
away from the relentless passion in your eyes

upon observing my fearful hesitance you smile
a predatory grin as you lick your lips
shaking your head in response to an unasked question
there is no where to run to evade your will tonight
my wants and desires are not relevant
as you seize my waist and lift me for your kiss
it is sensuous and brutally demanding

as your hands slide up my silky, summer dress
and grip my firm round ass
you lift me beyond where my toes can anchor my body
so that my feet are forced to dangle as my arms grab
and you pull me into your impossibly hard erection
ripping my panties off with one hand
as you pocket them
and begin rubbing my clit against the seam of your military issue pants

i try to pull back to see your face
and examine your eyes,
to understand if it is anger, passion, or fear i should feel
from your onslaught
but you are not interested in appeasement
helping me feel part of the passion
or comfortable with what is about to transpire

my mouth opens to a moan as the deliberate
rubbing of my clit against your pants begins to light a fire inside of me
and create a wet stain against your trousers
as you casually begin to walk back to our bedroom
carrying me as though i was a delicate, cherished item
the only softness in you toward me on this night is in the way you hold me
yet even then it is as though i am your possession
not of myself, but belonging to you
the way a child grabs a teddy for bedtime

our arrival into the bedroom is marked
by the first words you speak to me
"take off your dress"
in a voice i have only heard you use with subordinates
never used with me
i am so used to the sexy, playful, tone
this new husky demand is met with a blank stare from me
and unable to comprehend let alone obey
as you throw me on our bed
you rip off my dress, impatient or irritated that i am not following your direction

i begin to struggle and your silent, perusal of my now naked form is almost curious
the way an animal studies it's food before devouring it
finally my mind unfreezes so that i can whisper
"Rio, what is it? What's the matter babe, please talk to me"
and i know true fear as you begin slowly removing your clothes
obviously intent on not uttering a single word
as you grab my hands and pull them above my head
climbing on top of my small form,
using your knees to open my delicate thighs wide
and position your throbbing, cock, now wet with precum
against my wet, pink, swollen opening

Looking down and seeing the wetness
you continue to observe me
without love, compassion or gentleness
but as though i am merely an object to be used to assuage
the gaping need inside of you on this night
and without even sliding a finger inside of me to confirm i am ready
you thrust your entire fat, turgid, length deeply
a soft, "ahhhhhh fuck babe" your only verbal confirmation
that i am in fact, human, and not simply your belonging

again, there is no delay or confirmation that i am
ready, willing or able to continue
as you pull almost completely out
slowly
making me feel every single vein, and texture of your now wet, rigid cock
only the sound of your moans
associated with the feeling of you bottoming out and brushing my cervix
lets me know you feel the same intoxicating, slow burning fire
of your tortuously slow, languid, relentless movements inside of my body
and my attempts to move you faster are met with your disdain
as you remove your hand from my wrist
flip me over on top of your still moving, rock hard body
and using my ass for leverage
begin slamming up inside of me as you slap my ass

rearing back, attempting to pull away from your
attack
i look at you again, and begin to scream "STO..."
as you quietly shake your head
your eyes fierce in your possession of me
still pounding away at my pussy, still oblivious and uncaring
of what you are doing to me
though by now my moans and screams
are certainly not meant to discourage you
and my trembling thighs gripping yours as i ride you
and pull you inside of me
using the rhythm you have set
as the bass beat guiding us toward
the orgasm your cock is playing inside of me
like a visceral classic in its resplendent intensity

my muscles squeezing and milking you
as my cream pours all over your expanding cock
is finally too much and with a growling shout
your tightening balls explode
inside of my body
your cum pouring out with a painful concentration
your head pushed back into the pillows
still gripping my ass and using it as leverage as you
push rope after creamy rope of rich cum
into my helpless, sated body

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