The Taking of Shiloh Ch. 03

(Please note that this is the continuation of the Shiloh series, only it is in the viewpoint of Jameson rather then Shiloh.)

*

I followed her down the stairs and into the kitchen. Light was filtering into the room through the blinds. He place was really nice, quant but homey. I didn't get a good look around when I broke into the house last night. Truthfully I didn't care about her house then, I needed to find her and make her mine. I had been watching her for months, and I knew that she was watching me too, even though she thought she was being discreet. I saw her peeking glances at me while sipping her coffee. I looked forward to seeing her every morning, watching her gave me something to take interest in. I found myself starting to have lustful thoughts after the first week of watching her. Just seeing her with her little skirts, and her smooth legs caused a stirring in me. She didn't dress skanky by any means; she was a classy woman, which only turned me on more.

After two months of watching her, I knew I had to have her. Yesterday morning she finished her small coffee, collected her book and walked out of the shop. As she walked by her eyes turned toward me, sucking me in. Silly woman, she thought she was being so discreet, but I could tell that she had been waiting all morning to give me that one quick look. I was flattered of course, and I couldn't help but grin hugely while waiting for her to get into her car. Once she pulled out of her parking spot, I sprung into action. Rushing out of the shop I bounded into my car and followed her. Her house wasn't too far away. I made sure to keep my distance so that she wouldn't notice me behind her. When I saw her park into the driveway I pulled to the side of the rode, still far enough for her not to notice. As she got into the house I scanned the building, and its surroundings. Memorizing how it looked, and making a note of the street signs. I drove away knowing that later that night I would find a way in. That night It was beyond lucky that she had a spare key under the welcome mat. Silly woman, didn't she know that the mat was the first place that a robber looked? There I was inside of her house, and I did rob from her, I robbed her body. I really don't know what I was thinking. Why couldn't I have just talked to her? No, I needed instant satisfaction.

She was looking at me now, her eyes were sweet, with a relaxed and sleepy look. Her clean smooth looking skin glowing in the morning light. She was so beautiful. I tried to wrap my mind around why she actually let me force myself on her last night. I was sure that she was interested in me, but I expected more reluctance on her part. I had prepared myself to deal with screaming and running. I am a monster. I had just wanted to please myself. Now though, I felt different. I liked her before, but now there is a connection.

The sound of pots and pans clanging against each other brought me back to reality. She was getting out a frying pan. She was still bent over and I could see her sweet ass. My eyelids hovered in lust, I fought the dreamy desire to walk over to her and take her right then.

"Want sausage?" She asked as she pulled out a frying pan.

"I'd love some Hunny."

She got the sausage out of the fridge, her breasts shook as she walked, filling me with temptation again.

Soon the food was in the pan and started to sizzle, I could smell the sweet scent. Even sweeter though was her body. There she was standing at the stove, completely naked. Her body was just begging to be touched. She turned her head and gave me a smile.

"You need any help with that?" I asked, nodding towards the food.

She gave me a sly little smile, and her eyes twinkled.

"Ok."

I walked over to her, naked and vulnerable. I stood behind her and reached my arms around to take the spatula, turning the sausage links. I pressed my body against hers in a rhythmic motion. I could hear her gasping. I used my left hand to caress her breast, rubbing the nipple with my fingers, feeling it harden. This sent burning desire though me, I could feel the blood rushing to my cock. I could feel her beautiful ass against my hardening cock. Oh, it felt amazing, her skin was so soft and mine was so sensitive. Her hands moved behind her, reaching back and grabbing my ass. Her sweet little hands groped and pulled me close. Pressing me against her getting me as close as possible without actually penetrating.

Finally I couldn't stand it anymore. Her warm skin, the heat from the stove, and our own attraction was driving me insane. I bent her down, her face precariously close to the sausages.

"Its ok Hunny, I wont let it burn you." I said when I hear her gasp in shock.

Quickly I turned off the stove and put the flying pan on the back burner. I shuffled her away from the oven to the other counter.

"James, hurry!" She cried out.

With no reluctance I pushed myself into her from behind. Feeling her envelop me fully. Her pussy tugged at me, pressing every inch, every part of me. She was warm, and I could feel her wetness around my shaft.

"Oh God!" She gasped.

"It feels so good from behind! Fuck me hard!" She screamed.

I savored for a moment the feeling of her smooth silent tightness, then I heard her whimper. I chuckled ad I began to pound myself into her. Feeling myself glide in and out, pressing her tightness against me over and over. My nerves were on fire. I felt like I would never be able to stop, the pleasure was unbelievable. I slammed her onto the counter with my thrusts, I could feel her ass against my stomach, its softness cushioning me.

Suddenly I let loose, my need for orgasm was undeniable. Toppling to the floor and bringing her with me, fucking her doggie style. She was on her hands and knees on the cold floor. The position was painful for both of us, but I knew she needed it. My hand went to her clit and I rubbed and teased it.

"Do you like getting fucked like a dog?" I growled. I was playing the tough guy card.

"Yes." She managed to gasp between breaths as I thrust onto her, pushing her whole body back and forth as she pushed into me.

I could tell I was about to cum, the heat building up in me as I could feel the rush of orgasm. I held her down on her shoulders, gripping them. I saw her head hang down as she screamed in delight. Her pussy twitched and tightened around me, pushing me over the edge. Suddenly I exploded into her, prolonging her orgasm. She moaned and her breathing was ragged as her body relaxed. I emptied myself into her, then grunted as I pulled out.

She then collapsed onto the floor, her body shimmered in sweat. I flopped down next to her so that we were face to face. She smiled and closed her eyes, I gave her a little kiss. I couldn't help it her facial expressions drove me crazy, her sweet smile, her ability to be innocent and kinky.

"I think I like it rough." She said.

I beamed at her.

"I like it anyway, as long as its with you." I said, always the romantic, I smiled as I thought about it.

She smiled at me, blushing.

"You know, I feel so safe around you. Yet, should I? You snuck into my house last night- shhh its alright." She added quickly before I could interrupt her.

"We can talk about that later, actually I don't even care that you snuck into my house, you obviously aren't dangerous, so there isn't much to talk about is there."

"Your right, I didn't want to hurt you, but I do have a confession." I paused, to scared to tell her. Should I tell her?

"What is it?" Her eyes peered into mine, and I couldn't help but tell her everything.

"Last night, I was ready to do anything to have you, I had to have you. I can't even explain it. I wasn't going to take no for an answer. I was ready to rape you last night.

She shivered, and I saw goose bumps on her arms.

"Don't be afraid, please." My heart speed up, it can't end like this.

She took a breath, her eyes were closed. I could see the gears turning in her head as she thought of what to say. She still laid there next to me, so she must not be afraid. Her face was one of concentration, and it was adorable.

"I don't care, if I could have anyone rape me, it would be you." She said, her face lighting up as she tried to reassure me.

My conscience was clear, and I felt a rush of relief. She wasn't afraid of me, and she wasn't going to run away either.

She brushed her hand down my neck, and across my chest and abs.

"So how about some sausage? I'm sure its done by now."

"That sounds great, I'm starving." I said with a wink.