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  "Get off me you sick fuck!" She screamed. "You can't do this!"

  His smile turned into an evil grin. "Oh but I can Reagan, and I will."

  "When this is done, you'll be spending the rest of your sorry ass in jail. You must be pretty desperate to have to purchase women to get fucked."

  Just then her eyes widened like saucers and she gasped when she watched him straddle her body. He grabbed some pillows and shoved them behind her to prop her head up. In the process, his robe opened up slightly allowing her to get a glimpse at his rock hard cock. This close to her face, it seemed already impossibly large.

  "This will shut you up!" He growled inching his way up to her face.

  She watched in horror as he got closer. "You mean gag me?" she faltered, eyes wide.

  He grinned and removed his belt, tossing it aside. "Oh no. Not with my belt." He growled as his eyes imprisoned hers and then moved up until his cock was inches from her face. Her heart skipped a beat at his words. His eyes were rivers of fervor, dragging her under, threatening to choke her. She quickly sucked in a breath and let it out as if she were about to start hyperventilating.

  "Please don't." She cried feeling the tears fall down the sides of her cheeks. "You can't! I've never done this before." She said her fear turning to anger. Reagan strained uselessly against her bonds.

  "There's a first time for everything," he assured her. "I'm sure I won't be disappointed." Lucas took his hard cock in his hand and thumbed the head as he pressed it to her tightly closed lips. Stroking her lips with the silken head, back and forth, a creamy drop of pre-cum oozed out. He smoothed it over her tightly clamped lips, while she stared up at him in horror and then defiance blazed in her eyes.

  "Open for me, Reagan. Open your mouth now!"

  She narrowed her eyes and quickly shook her head. Out of impatience, he took a handful of hair with the other hand and shook her head roughly. "Open!" he bellowed.

  Terrified by the violence in his voice and the sharp pain in her scalp, she opened her mouth. The moment she did, he pushed inside, engorged and pulsating. With a deep breath, Lucas recovered his control. He stroked slowly in and out an inch or so, to get her accustomed to the hard hot cock in her mouth. When she looked up at him, her eyes were wide with fear, so he spoke softly to her.

  "That's a good girl. Just like that," he groaned. "Lick it, use your tongue..."

  Reagan couldn't. All she could do was look up at him, in a complete daze because the man above her was fucking her mouth and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it.

  Lucas braced himself on the headboard with his hands and started to rock his hips back and forth, slowly going deeper and deeper with each stroke. She heard his long and controlled breaths and the wet sounds his cock made when it slid in and out of her mouth. And, oh, fucking God, she heard a tiny whimpering sound that erupted from her own throat.

  "Relax, honey," he whispered. "I'm going to go deeper. Jesus, so fucking incredible!"

  Reagan clenched her hands into fists as she felt him push his thick hard cock to the back of her throat, gagging her just as he promised. His eyes fluttered shut and she could see a sheen layer of sweat on his face.

  "Christ!"

  Lucas sucked in a ragged breath through gritted teeth. He just kept picturing that wide-eyed look of fear on her face when she realized he was going to push his cock into her mouth. That image, along with the feeling of her innocent lips wrapped around his hard cock drove him closer to his climax. On the seventh stroke, he couldn't help himself and gave a hoarse grunt when he erupted into her mouth. He gripped the headboard as profound pleasure ripped through him from his cock and balls washing over his entire body. When he finally looked down at her, he saw his cum leaking out of the corners of her mouth, and his flat abdomen wore spatters of it.

  "Oh, Reagan. That was very good. Very, very good. I'm going to pull out now, but I want your mouth open.” As he withdrew his cock from between her glistening lips he watched her with narrowed eyes, to see if she would obey. Lifting her chin in dissent, she spat his cum at him, spraying his stomach with it. Reagan's eyes burned with defiance.

  Lucas closed his eyes and he shook his head. He admired her spirit; however, he didn't show it. "Open your mouth," he repeated.

  Looking up at him, she only stared. He found her nipple and twisted harshly until she cried out and then finally obeyed, glaring up at him. With his hand, he milked more cum out of his cock and let it dribble onto her tongue.

  "Swallow!" He watched Reagan's throat closely as she hesitantly complied. He rose to his knees and let out some slack in her restraints. Turning away, Reagan wiped her face on the pillowcase as he stretched out on his side next to her. His cock, still heavy with blood, laid on his thigh.

  "Come and lick me clean. I've loosened your bonds." He gestured at his stomach, spotted with his white cum. "Don't rebel, Reagan. You don't want to find out what happens if you do."

  Her eyes were full of disgust as she bent over him and lapped at the droplets on his skin. He watched her pink tongue dart out to take up the thick splatters of cum and felt himself growing hard once again.

  Reagan shuddered with a mixture of revulsion and excitement as Lucas leaned forward and grasped the back of her neck. He pulled her up to him and kissed her, pushing his tongue past the seam of her lips to seek entry. She could still taste the lingering pungency of his cum.

  A smile erupted across his face as he rose off the bed, and grabbed his satchel, disappearing into the bathroom that was adjoined to the bedroom.

  Chapter 4

  While he was gone, Reagan took the opportunity to try and free herself. There was enough slack now that she could examine the bracelets closely. She tried to flick the switch back and forth but it only accomplished loosening and then tightening the one side. Damn it!

  Lucas' low laugh from the bathroom startled her. She watched him return from the bathroom and then stop. He held up his hand, wagging his finger at her back and forth. "Tsk, tsk. That won't work. But this will." He grinned holding up a little key. "You're mine until I'm done."

  He took a few steps towards the bed while holding something in his hand. After setting the object down, he adjusted her wrist restraints so her arms were again outstretched and then removed her ankle bracelets completely. She immediately clamped her legs together tightly, causing a frown to

  mar his features. "Spread your legs," he ordered in a soft voice, but it was clearly a command, not a request. She watched as he grabbed the object he had laid down. Panic seized her as he climbed onto the bed and removed her lace panties, exposing her virgin pussy.

  "Mmm." He groaned as his fingers spread her velvety lips. "Bare as a baby's bum." Reagan had always hated pubic hair so she only kept a little strip on top. As his fingers played with her pussy, her legs began to close once again. He looked up at her as he pushed her legs apart. "Wider, Reagan."

  She closed her eyes, finally giving in and allowing both of her legs to fall to either side giving him full access. She was frightened, yet excited at the same time not knowing what would happen next. At the buzzing sound, she opened her eyes. He slowly slid the small bullet up and down her soft wet folds and secret crevices, igniting every nerve in her pussy. She didn't even breathe, exhaling only when he pulled away. Sometimes he would use his fingers to pull her pussy lips apart and slowly penetrate just the tip of the vibrator in her entrance. In and out, in and out. She could feel the erotic pulsing between her legs.

  "You're so fucking wet, Reagan," he observed with a crooked smile and his eyes flashed wickedly. She could feel her face burn with shame as her body defied her. Lucas had aroused her more than she'd ever been aroused before, and his dominance and control only added to it.

  He nudged her thigh impatiently. "Wider." She opened her legs even more. This time she felt the little bullet enter her ass. Just the outside of the ring and every time it inched a little further a naughty thrill would race through her. Reagan c
ouldn't understand why her body was acting like this. Jesus Christ! What the hell was wrong with her that a man who was forcing her to be his sexual plaything was turning her on? Had she completely lost it?

  Lucas turned the vibrator speed up a notch and started pumping her pussy only at the entrance. She couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips as the sensation built. "Mmm. You like that don't you?" He asked continuing to drive her over the edge. He pulled the vibrator out and turned it off, laying it on the bed. Her bare pussy, all silk, and pouty pink flesh glistened with her juices.

  He was suddenly overwhelmed with a deep hunger for her innocent sweetness; the need to feel her satiny pussy lips with his tongue consumed him. More than anything he craved to feel her buck against his face as he licked her, teased her and sucked the intoxicating juices directly from her virgin cunt.

  A deep low gruntal sound came from deep in his throat as he lunged forward and buried his face between her thighs. Reagan flinched in surprise. His hands gripped her knees, pushing them open, forcing her legs to spread. His tongue, hot and slick, licked at her, delving between the folds of her lips, edging around her sensitive clit. Reagan felt him circle her swollen entrance with his lips. She had never let anyone get this close to her pussy and was dismayed at the intense pleasure taking over her body as he feasted on her like a hungry animal. She felt her control slipping away as her hips moved of their own violation toward his glorious mouth. With each pull, lick and suck, she felt the heat consume her which only increased the desperation of her need for a release. Reagan had pleasured herself thousands of times, but she had never felt this type of intensity before.

  She was going mad with pleasure and all she wanted to do was grind her pussy against his face in a wordless demand to bring her to climax. At that moment, only his lips and tongue were her world. She tried to hold back the gruntal sounds and moans but it was useless. Her body was betraying her, and she had no control anymore and at that point, she didn't care. She needed release, she needed to cum. Oh, Jesus Christ, she was going to cum!

  Lucas knew Reagan was about to lose all control and give in to the orgasm; he had been watching her intently, each and every thrust of her hips and the louder her moans became. Every time her pussy pulsed against his chin, his thick cock throbbed in response. He thrilled to every strangled whimper that escaped her lips. Fuck it was erotic! When he watched her finally reach the peak of excitement, he stopped, leaving her to falter on the edge of a violent, orgasm. She twisted against her restraints in frustration, panting heavily, but he only smirked at her, his face covered in her juices.

  "Screw you, you sick fuck!" she cried out and shut her eyes trying to regain her breathing.

  "You want me so fucking bad, don't you Reagan?" He said looking at her clit, that was beautifully swollen from the onslaught of his mouth. He touched a fingertip to her pouty opening and laughed when her pussy convulsed in an attempt to pull his finger in.

  "Stop. Please." She sounded defeated. "You're making me do this!"

  Lucas smiled. Despite the fact that her cunt was dripping, she was denying her own obvious pleasure. He had to admit, she was stubborn but he was up to the challenge. He teased her even more by drawing his finger around the outer edges of those baby-soft lips, amused by the pulsating spasms it caused.

  "Reagan, honey. You're going to beg me to fuck you." He placed a hand behind her knee, raising one of her legs up, and rubbed her clit with the fleshy pad of his finger.

  "Fuck!"Reagan panted, her body tense and unmoving except for the twitches that came from her soaking pussy.

  He moved up the bed until his knees hugged her flanks. He bent his head down and said, "You'll be begging me to take your virginity."

  "Fuck you!" she spat gasping for a breath, the sweat trickling down her temples into her long strawberry blonde hair. She bit her lip and turned away.

  "Come on, beg me to fuck you senseless..."

  "No!" she retorted firmly as he slid his cock against her sensitive clit teasing her.

  "...mmm...to give you that release you so desperately want." As he stroked her slowly with his hard cock, he sucked in a breath, fighting his own urge to cum.

  With impatience, he lifted her other leg up and concentrated on driving her to desperation instead. "Feels good, doesn't it, Reagan," he growled, "my thick cock sliding against your swollen wet folds."

  She let out a whimper when he pushed his hips in a rapid series of thrusts. The friction against her pussy was driving her mad.

  "Think of the pleasure you'll feel, having my cock inside you, filling you. It would feel so fucking good. All you have to do is say the word, Reagan. Just tell me you want it."

  Her hands were clenched into fists as her breath came in quick pants and she stubbornly said nothing. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction.

  Lucas grinned. He could play this game and he was happy to oblige. He released her leg and moved over her straining body. With a smooth pivot of his hips, he pushed just the head of his pulsing cock into her. Balancing his weight on his arms, the only part of his body that touched her was his cock.

  Her body jerked and her gaze flew to his. "No, please don't!"

  He watched the fear in her eyes and it excited him but then he had an irrational urge to comfort her. "That's only the head, Reagan," he whispered. "Just relax. It's going to feel so good. I promise." She sucked in a deep breath and closed her eyes. He felt her body relax silently. "That's a good girl." His words came out softly as he rocked his hips and entered her again and again, letting only the head slip inside and then out again. Her cunt was so tight that the tip of his cock made a loud sucking sound as it went in and out. He watched her face carefully, gauging her reaction, and her body’s response as he altered his speed, sometimes pulling out and sliding the length of the head against her twitching, swollen clit, only to slip inside again. That bare inch teasing her a little more. Within moments he felt the unconscious shifting of her hips matching the rhythm of his movements. The response spoke volumes.

  She was letting go of her inhibitions, going beyond her fears and allowing the pleasure to take over, allowing herself to get lost in it.

  "That's it sweet thing. It feels so good, doesn’t it? Tell me you want it. Beg me, Reagan." He leaned down whispering in her ear, "Tell me you want to feel my cock inside you."

  Reagan kept her mouth shut and her eyes closed.

  "Fuck, you feel so good. You want it deep inside you, don't you, Reagan? All this teasing is driving you crazy." He moved his hips quickly, allowing just the head of his cock to slip in and out, making her pant and thrash. "The only way for release is to say it, Reagan. Tell me you want it and I'll let you cum. Beg me to fuck you!"

  As she edged closer and closer to a climax, he pushed her more urgently. Tiny beads of perspiration formed on her forehead and she started moaning and panting a little more harshly but tried to keep it under control. Lucas was sweating himself from the effort it took to withhold his own orgasm. When she had built up to her climax again, he again denied her. With a quick jerk of his hips, he withdrew, leaving her swollen pussy aching and empty.

  "No, please! Please!" She arched off the bed toward him almost involuntarily. He ignored her but kept her primed with soothing strokes of his fingers on her swollen clit.

  "Please what, Reagan?" He squeezed the head of his cock tightly to postpone his own release. The buttery feel of her pussy lips against and around the tip of his cock was utter torture and his cock pulsed in his hand, but he didn't climax.

  "Fuck!" she gasped, struggling with her pride. She hated needing something from him, but she needed release like she needed her last breath. Her pussy ached and throbbed with a harsh need that she had never felt before and she finally let go, not giving a fuck anymore.

  "Fuck me, you sick bastard!" She cried.

  Lucas stared into her hazel eyes and shook his head. "You can do much better than that."

  Reagan bit her lip as he s
hifted down and licked her between her legs again. The feeling of his hot tongue on her sent a shiver through her body and every nerve was focused on her engorged clit. Again, he brought her back to the edge and let her hang there. Once it subsided, he did it again and again until she couldn't think anymore and she was a quivering mess.

  "Please, I'm begging you. Please, fuck me. Fuck me!"

  He gave her one last long suck of her aching clit with his mouth and made her jump. "More." He growled as he sucked one of her pussy lips gently and pushed two fingers into her juicy cunt. She couldn't stop her body from bucking up against him.

  "PLEASE! I beg you. Fuck me. Shove it in. Please!" She cried out.

  Lucas slid up her body, stopping to suck hard on a nipple and she gasped at the sensation. Her body was on fire. With a savage smile of victory, Lucas positioned himself above her, lined his cock at her entrance and pushed. She was so smooth that if she hadn't been a virgin, he might have slipped right in. She was so very, very tight which excited him because he intended to make it excruciatingly slow, so he could feel the tear of her virginity under the onslaught of his hard thick cock.

  "Oh God," she whimpered.

  As soon as he slowly pushed inside her, Reagan wasn't sure she wanted this after all. The throbbing thickness just kept coming, deeper and deeper until he butted up against the supple, virginal barrier-not hard enough to rip it, but enough to test its resilience. She felt like he would rip her in two. Reagan writhed under his body, trying to move away from the steady, painful pressure of his invasion. She'd never had anything in there thicker than her finger.

  "N-n-n-no...," she cried. "It hurts-" She panted as he pushed again. Lucas stopped, breathing hard. "Jesus Christ, you're fucking tight." He brushed away a strand of hair from her face and whispered. "You need to relax and it won't hurt so much."