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Authors: Sam Crescent

Time for Change (7 page)

Chris was being bossy, and
she was shocked by how annoyed he actually was.

“I’m sorry,” she said.

“Good, no more men from this
day forward. You and I are all that exist, but we’ll come to those boundaries
in a minute.”

He was making very little
sense to her. “I love your tits. They’re full and ripe. I wondered if you had
little nipples or big nipples I could suck on.” Chris leaned over, stroking the
bud of one of her nipples. “I wasn’t disappointed. Your nipples are lovely red
and perfect for my mouth. It’s like your body has been made for me.”

Her cheeks were on fire. He
didn’t know when to shut up or when to stop.

“Okay, I get it. I’ve got
big nipples and fat tits.”

Chris squeezed her right
breast hard. “Don’t rush me. This is my body to enjoy now. You treat it wrong,
and I will punish you.”

Rachel couldn’t believe how
wet her pussy got at his words. No way should she be affected by what he said,
and yet, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. Wrong, so wrong, totally wrong on
so many levels.

His hand stroked down her
body. “I can’t wait to kiss every inch of you.” He rested on her now bare
mound. “When I finally fuck you, you’re going to know who you belong to.”

She moaned as he pressed a
finger deep inside her. Chris moved faster than she anticipated. He flipped her
over and brought her to her knees, with her ass in the air. She squealed
,
hating the vulnerable position he’d gotten her into in a
matter of seconds.

“And this ass is a fucking
dream.” His hands squeezed the globes of her ass together and then spread them
apart.

“Chris, what are you doing?”
she asked, completely unsure what the hell to do with him touching her.

“Soon, I’m going to claim
this ass as well. You ever been fucked anally, Rachel?” he asked.

“No,” she said, horrified at
the
very
thought.

“That’s okay. I’ll get
everything prepared for you. It won’t take me long to have you begging me to
fuck you and take you harder.”

Okay, wow, she’d never known
this side of Chris. It was like the man she’d known had taken a back seat, and
in his place stood a caveman intent on getting what he wanted. Everything about
him turned her on. There was no more hiding while she was in his company.

“First, though, I’m going to
fuck your sweet cunt.”

She cried out as with one
long thrust he penetrated her pussy. Gripping the sheets underneath her, she
bit into her lip to stop herself from crying out again. He was long, thick, and
filled her in ways she’d never been before.

“Fuck, I knew you’d be tight,
but I didn’t know you’d fucking hold me like a fist.” His hand gripped her hips
firmly. From the pressure alone she knew he’d leave a bruise on her skin.

Pushing the hair out of her
face, Rachel glanced over her shoulder to look at him. He was looking down at
where they were joined. “You’re soaking wet,” he said.

“I know.”

His gaze went to her. “If
you could see this it would be all you’d think about.”

“I can feel it.” Feeling it
wasn’t half bad. From the look in his eyes, the view was a lot better than even
she could imagine.

Chris pulled out of her
body, slowly. She felt every inch of him withdraw before he slammed back
inside. The fullness of him took her breath away. No man should ever be allowed
to be that wide. Chris knew what he was doing with his length as well. He
stroked over sensitive areas that she didn’t know were there. She’d never had
the confidence to go and get a dildo to take matters into her own hands.

Sex was boring to her. Being
this wet and turned on was new. She didn’t know whether to be happy or scared.

He slapped the curve of her
ass, making her yelp. “No thinking, Rachel. Feel me inside you. You feel so
fucking
good
around me. I never want to leave this
pretty little pussy.”

****

If he could stop one thing
about Rachel, he’d stop her ability to think. Chris knew it was her thoughts
that made her tense up and close herself off around him. It was the only thing
he hated about her. The thinking always pulled her away from him. He needed her
to stop thinking.

Pulling out of her cunt, he
flipped her so she was lying on her back. She let out a breath. “Will you stop
manhandling me? I can turn around. All you need to do is ask.”

“Then I’d have to wait. I
can move you faster than you can move yourself. You know it. I know it, so stop
complaining.”

He gripped his wet shaft and
plundered her tight, wet warmth once again. They both cried out. Taking hold of
her hands, he pressed them above her head. “Now, you’re going to do as you’re
told and stop thinking about every little thing.” He jerked his hips, hitting
her cervix as he did.

Her eyes widened, and her
lips fell open forming a perfect “O”.

“Wrap your legs around my
waist.”

She did as he asked,
wrapping her legs around his waist. Chris stared into her eyes. “Now, you’re
going to look at me and you’re not going to think about anything other than my
cock inside your sweet tight pussy, do you understand?”

Rachel nodded her head,
biting onto her lip.

“Good. I’m going to fuck you
hard, Rachel. It’s not going to last, and then we’re going to fuck again and
again. You’re not going to get any rest tonight. I’ve been waiting for you for
a long time now. I’m not wasting another minute. You’re mine, and nothing is
going to change that.”

He didn’t give her time to
talk. Chris withdrew from her heat, holding onto her hands as he did and then
slammed inside her. He was so deep, all the way to the hilt. Her eyes glazed
over, and he kept up the constant fucking, going hard and deep. Not once did
she look away, and he didn’t give her the chance to try. This was their moment.
This should have
happened
a couple of years ago.

“Give me everything,
Rachel,” he said. Her tits bounced with each of his hard thrusts. Still, he
wouldn’t let up. He fucked her hard. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed
around the room. Her warm, wet cunt tightened around him, rippling with her
impending orgasm. His balls were incredibly tight ready for him to release his
orgasm.

“Come for me, baby. Let me
feel you let go and give yourself to me.” She met him thrust for thrust.

Her mouth opened as a cry
escaped. For the first time, she closed her eyes and relaxed, not fighting his
hold on her body. She climaxed around his cock, soaking him with her cream.

“That’s right, baby, give me
everything.” His thrusts didn’t let up. He pushed inside her, feeling his
orgasm was close to the surface.

“Please,” she said.

Chris didn’t know what she
was begging for, but the moment he found out, he’d give it to her. Slamming
into her one final time, he grunted as his semen spurted into her body. He’d
not been wearing a condom. Protection was the last thing on his mind. Squeezing
her hands tight, he stared into her brown gaze and simply fell. This was always
supposed to happen. He knew it in his heart and soul. There was something
between them. He knew it existed but never gave it any thought until now.

Collapsing on top of her, he
covered her body with his. His hands were still locked with hers, and he’d
never let her go. Rachel didn’t realize it yet, but he was a possessive man and
he’d just put his mark on her.

They were both breathing
heavily, and Chris had no desire to move off her.

“Chris,” she said. “You’re
squashing me. I need to breathe.”

Moving partly off her, Chris
let go of one of her hands to caress her face. “That was amazing,” he said.

She nodded, smiling. “I
never knew it could be like that.”

“It won’t be like that again
with anyone else.”

Rachel stared back at him.
“What are you trying to say?”

“I mentioned boundaries.” He
caressed his palm down to cup her breast. “You’re mine, Rachel.”

“I don’t know what that
means.”

He was making her nervous.
Cupping her cheek, he claimed her lips, plunging his tongue into her mouth.
“I’m a possessive guy. I like things done my way and no other way.”

“I get that.”

“You’re not going back to
the restaurant.”

She chuckled. “I was already
planning on finding another job. I can’t go back to a place that had a bet on
me. I already know I need to find a new job.”

He shook his head. “This is
not about you finding a new job.”

Chris felt her heart pound
inside her chest.

“What does this mean?” She
licked her lips, and he was reminded of what her mouth felt like wrapped around
his cock. Crap, he was struggling to focus because of what she could do with
her mouth. Biting down on his own lip, he looked into her eyes, trying to bring
himself back to her.

“You’re not getting another
job. The crappy apartment you’re living in is going to go.”

“Chris,
no.”

“Rachel, yes, you’re mine.
You’ll be here, living with me where I can take care of you.” He silenced her
with his lips. Hearing her protests was starting to piss him off. She submitted
to him, opening her lips and letting him inside.

She pushed him away. His
cock was still inside her, and he couldn’t move that far.

“No, I can’t let you take
over my life like that. I need to work.”

He pressed her hands to the
bed. “You’re not working jobs where men take bets on getting into your pants.
I’m not letting that happen to my woman.”

“We just had sex.”

“Yes, you’re mine. You knew
this was going to happen. Stop fighting it.”

“Is this what you did to
Claire?” she asked. Her anger was clearly getting the better of her. He wasn’t
going to let her bring his dead wife into this. Claire understood him, and she
knew Rachel would be better than she was.

There was a part of Rachel
that needed taking care of. She always brought the protective side out of him,
and as the years passed, he’d pushed the attraction away from him. He couldn’t
lust after Rachel. She was out of bounds. Never once in all the years he’d
known her had he seen her as a kid. She’d been her own person, one he
respected.

“I was the guy who won the
bet at work. She was the nurse no one could get inside. I did, and I fell for
her. The first moment I could, I got her out of work. No woman of mine is
working. You’ll be at home waiting for me.” He growled each and every word at
her. Her eyes widened in shock. “Claire knew everything. She didn’t get every
part of me, Rachel. I’m not going to hold back with you. You’re going to get
every part of me.”

“Are you a dominant or
something?” she asked. Tears were glistening in her eyes.

“No, I’m not into BDSM or
tying up or spanking. This is who I am. I’m the guy; I wear the trousers here,
and you’re the woman.”

“That’s barbaric.”

“I don’t give a fuck. This
is who I am, Rachel. You knew this, and a part of you knew what I’d demand. You
see me properly.” He stopped to withdraw from her. Chris wasn’t surprised when
she wrapped the blanket around her body. He stood looking down at her, naked.

“You follow my orders even
when you didn’t have to.” Running fingers through his hair, he cursed. “This is
who I am. You need someone to be in charge.”

“I can’t believe you did
that to Claire,” she said.

“She accepted me for me,
Rachel.”

“What if I can’t?” she
asked, looking up at him.

“If you couldn’t accept me
the way I am, you’d have walked away long before now.” He turned away. “I’m
going for a shower. You’re free to join me.”

Chapter Six

 

Keeping the blanket wrapped
around her body, she padded out into the apartment. The kitchen looked far more
appealing than the bedroom. Walking into the kitchen, she headed straight for
the kettle. Filling it with water, she placed it on the holder. Setting up a
cup, she moved to the fridge. Her stomach was killing her. Glancing through
everything he had, she grabbed some leftover ham and cheese.

She slowly started to make
herself a sandwich. Her hands were steady as she worked, which surprised her.

The sound of the shower
could be heard even over the kettle boiling. Leaning against the counter, she
ate her sandwich, thinking about everything that happened. Claire had quit work,
but Rachel had always thought it was down to being pregnant.

Shaking her head, she
nibbled on the sandwich, wishing with all of her heart that she could make
sense of the feelings crashing throughout her. Nothing was making sense. Not a
part of her was willing to come up with a good enough argument. Christian had
been part of her life for a long time. The thought of cutting him out was the
furthest from her mind.

He cleared his throat, and
she jerked up, seeing him standing before her. A towel was wrapped around his
waist, and his hair was wet.

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