marauder13
a lecherous old bastard
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Haska liked her laugh. It was one that fitted her like a glove. It spoke of her feminine side, as well as her strength while conveying she had a good enjoyment of life. He was looking forward to finding out more of the other two sides of her that he hadn't experienced yet.
"Me? Push your buttons? Sir, I would never."
"Hah, very funny, Slave. You have tried many times since you handed yourself to me. So lay off, unless you really want to see how serious I am."
Haska could help himself tense slightly as Nadi straddled his back. A small part of him was expecting her to take advantage of her position and attack him in some way. But the moment passed when he felt her hands come to rest on his shoulders, starting to work on his stiff muscles.
'Why the pause? Was she thinking of trying to escape him? Even with the Police still close by? Ohhhh... who gives a fuck. This is great.'
"Tell me if I push too hard."
Haska grunted in affirmation, but allowed himself to surrender to the work of her hands. Even his guesses were off. Her hands were well suited to massaging. She was able to find the knots and work them out marvelously. Soon, he was moaning pleasurably as her work started paying off with his relaxation.
Added to that was the feel of her hips rocking over his. His imagination painted a picture of her doing the same motion while he was lying on his back, enjoying the view of her moving as well. When he felt the scratches of her nipples against him back, his desire for her went up several notches. She was a damn sexy woman, one that any man would want to have. She was feeling something similar towards him, and that was enough for him to tip the balance.
When Nadi was sitting up, he quickly rolled himself over onto his back. He looked up at his Amazon Slave, his desire clear in his gaze. he reached up, grabbing her arms close to her shoulders and pulled her down, pressing her body against his. There was a slight pause before he released one of her arms so he could put the hand behind her head.
Haska claimed her with his kiss. He left no doubts in her mind his intention to assert his dominance over her through that one action. Desire, lust, a touch of anger all welled within him as he continued to plunder her mouth. The feel of her firm, lithe body pressed against his, nothing separating them, pushed his desires higher. He wanted to do what every man who fought her before him wanted to do - fuck her.
He twined his hand in her hair, pulled her head back, ending their kiss. "I'm feeling generous, Nadi. Your choice, like this, or under me."
"Me? Push your buttons? Sir, I would never."
"Hah, very funny, Slave. You have tried many times since you handed yourself to me. So lay off, unless you really want to see how serious I am."
Haska could help himself tense slightly as Nadi straddled his back. A small part of him was expecting her to take advantage of her position and attack him in some way. But the moment passed when he felt her hands come to rest on his shoulders, starting to work on his stiff muscles.
'Why the pause? Was she thinking of trying to escape him? Even with the Police still close by? Ohhhh... who gives a fuck. This is great.'
"Tell me if I push too hard."
Haska grunted in affirmation, but allowed himself to surrender to the work of her hands. Even his guesses were off. Her hands were well suited to massaging. She was able to find the knots and work them out marvelously. Soon, he was moaning pleasurably as her work started paying off with his relaxation.
Added to that was the feel of her hips rocking over his. His imagination painted a picture of her doing the same motion while he was lying on his back, enjoying the view of her moving as well. When he felt the scratches of her nipples against him back, his desire for her went up several notches. She was a damn sexy woman, one that any man would want to have. She was feeling something similar towards him, and that was enough for him to tip the balance.
When Nadi was sitting up, he quickly rolled himself over onto his back. He looked up at his Amazon Slave, his desire clear in his gaze. he reached up, grabbing her arms close to her shoulders and pulled her down, pressing her body against his. There was a slight pause before he released one of her arms so he could put the hand behind her head.
Haska claimed her with his kiss. He left no doubts in her mind his intention to assert his dominance over her through that one action. Desire, lust, a touch of anger all welled within him as he continued to plunder her mouth. The feel of her firm, lithe body pressed against his, nothing separating them, pushed his desires higher. He wanted to do what every man who fought her before him wanted to do - fuck her.
He twined his hand in her hair, pulled her head back, ending their kiss. "I'm feeling generous, Nadi. Your choice, like this, or under me."