The Heiress (Closed)

She went limp in his arms, she didn't fight back, just laid there and let him do what he wanted. She was tired of the fighting, and so she let him slap her face and tits, and cut off her air as she laid there and cried silently.
 
The image of Janessa curled up on the bed, crying as softly as she could, suddenly snapped Derrick out of his trance of rage. What the hell was he doing? he wondered. Yes, he hated this girl, hated her vaccuous mind and everything she stood for in her rich-bitch life, but he wasn't a monster. At least not yet.

He pulled his hand back and, before he even realized what he was doing, sat down next to her and put his arm around her gently.
 
Janessa crawled into Luke's lap and curled into him, sobbing. She leaned into his chest, taking strength from the fact that he hadn't ejected him from his lap, nor had he called her a slut again.

"I'm sorry, I have been so mean to you. I just didn't realize..." she trailed off looking up at Luke for the first time since he had offered any comfort. "Luke.. I..." she started hesitating.

She turned in his lap, wrapping her legs about his waist, and placing her hands on his shoulders, she squared her shoulders and looked at him with no sign of malice, or lie in her eyes.

"Luke, if you are asking to use my body, to wring screams from my throat and to make me submit to you, because of the way I have treated you. I understand. But, I won't have you hanging that video over my head like blackmail, because it simply isn't true." she looked up at him waiting for an answer.
 
She was slowly breaking down his defenses. He wondered if she was really so slyly manipulative that she knew she could do it.

"I'm glad you're sorry," he said, still cradling her in his arms. He didn't know when he had gotten so soft. This wasn't the damn plan. "You really have been a miserable bitch. I sometimes wonder if you really know how cruel you are to people. You're the biggest bitch I've ever met."

He looked into her eyes and went on: "I wanted to use that video to blackmail you, but it has nothing to do with the video itself. First of all, I don't believe for a second that it's not you, but I really don't care if you're a pornstar or not. No, I wanted to use that video to get back at you for being such a miserable cunt to me for all this time. I wanted to use your body and make you my little slut because, to be perfectly honest, even though I hate you, I find you really fucking hot."
 
Luke's words thrilled Janessa and she leaned up and kissed him, tentatively at first, just softly touching his lips. When he put his arms around her she became more bold, darting her tongue into his mouth, she took a deep breath and his scent filled her brain. Funny that she had never noticed it before, a warm male scent, subtle and masculine. Janessa wiggled in his grip, her naked sex leaving a wet mark on the fly of his jeans.

She felt exposed in his arms, and it had nothing to do with her nakedness. She knew then that Luke had her. She was captivated by his strength, and by his control- because he could have seriously hurt her, and didn't.

"Luke, I do want this," She whispered after breaking their kiss, biting her lower lip she continued, "but I am so scared."
 
As they kissed, Luke could feel Janessa's body pressing against him. She felt her arms around him, her naked crotch rubbing against his pants. The kiss deepened, and for a few moments Luke forgot all about his hatred and spite towards Janessa and was caught up in a web of true passion. In those moments, she might have been a real lover, not someone he had manipulated.

He put his arms around her and pulled her close, moving away from her lips to kiss her cheeks, her neck, down to her breasts. He licked her nipples as he ran his hands over her back, moving them down to cup her bare ass.

"Why are you scared?" he whispered, moving back to kiss her soft mouth again. He took one of her nipples in his hand and pinched it softly, then did the same to the other. He found that he couldn't stop touching her. He ran his hand between her legs to feel her moist sex, then up and down her back again, running a finger along the crack of her ass.
 
Janessa opened herself to him then, moaning as his fingers explored her pussy and ass. She was relieved for the moment and that relief brought his words finally to the forefront of her mind, instead of how he was manipulating her body.

"I'm scared because I want to do this Luke, but I am afraid of what that makes me" she whispered.

For a moment she clung to him, even as he teased her clit and her hips moved as if of their own volition. She suddenly remembered who she was, and let him go, but continued to get wet with the action of his hand.
 
Continuing his movement on her clit, Luke used his other hand to squeeze one nipple, then the other. "What it makes you?" he replied in a soft voice. "I think all it makes you is someone who responds to pleasure. So in other words, as much as you may hate the thought that you're like everyone else, it makes you human."

Luke leaned in and kissed her hard then, probing his tongue between her lips. He pulled off his own shirt, revealing his muscular arms and torso. He rubbed her clit harder and pushed her back down onto the bed, crawling atop her gently. "I want you so bad, Janessa...I want to fuck you." He pressed down onto her so that the crotch of his jeans - where his erection was tented - pressed against the soft pink flesh of her pussy.
 
Janessa moaned as he pushed his hardness against her wet sex. She was open and vulnerable and she heard the truth of his words. As much as she hated it, she needed a lesson in humility, and these thoughts only flashed through her mind as her lustful daze took over her mind.

She looked at Luke then, seeing him in a role that she hadn't hired him for, and while she always had felt safe in his presence even if she ignored him, she knew this was the next step. And while she would likely regret the peace and quickness of her decision, she looked up at Luke, and nodded as she said;

"I want this, Luke, take me."
 
"I want this, Luke, take me."

Luke was happy to hear those words. As much as he wanted to humiliate her and teach her a lesson in humility, he also wanted her consent. He may be a jerk and he may be a pervert, but a rapist he was not.

He moved close to her and kissed her lips, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her to him. He hurriedly removed what was left of his clothing, revealing his muscular arms and chest. Now they were both naked.

Luke moved atop her, kissing her face and neck as he went. He got into position over her and then the ecstasy came as he felt his rock-hard cock sink inside her soft, wet tunnel.
 
When Luke sank his cock into her, Janessa arched her back and sighed, squeezing him within her. She ran her nails up his back and met his thrusts with hers. She pulled him to her, biting at his neck and his chest.

This is what she had wanted, she knew that much. What that entailed exactly she didn't know. She fingered her clit and stared up at the man, who she now belonged to. The thought thrilled her at the same time it terrified her.
 
There was something about being on top that thrilled and satisfied Luke. Normally he had no preference, top or bottom, but now his being above Janessa somehow felt like a tangible manifestation of his dominance over her. He wanted to dominate her, wanted to own her, to claim her. He'd never felt this strange feeling before.

Luke continued his thrusts down into her, pumping faster with every passing moment, wanting to make her scream and make her cum. He kissed her mouth, neck, and breasts, gently biting her hardened nipples. As he fucked her pussy as fast and hard as he could, he put one hand around her throat, then kissed her lips roughly. "Are you mine, Janessa?" he asked in a throaty voice, between deep breaths. "Are you my little fuckslut?"
 
Janessa whimpered beneath this behemoth of a man, who was pounding into her, as she clung to the bed, her nails digging into the sheets. She was panting, her breasts bouncing with every thrust into her. She was so wet, she knew that he was slipping inside of her easily.

Then he placed a hand around her throat, he breath coming in even shorter gasps. His words however, brought the flame back to her cheeks, and she nodded hoping that was enough.
 
She was staring up at him with what looked like a mixture of fear and excitement. She was clearly into the sex, that much was obvious, and her soaking wet pussy told him that she was aroused. But was she also frightened of him? Perhaps, just a little, he thought. The notion made him even hornier.

Luke continued thrusting inside her and then, still buried in her pussy, he rolled over and flipped her on top of him. Now he pulled her down, grabbing her waist and thrusting his hips up to continue pounding her cunt. He ran his hands all over her body and pulled her closer so he could kiss her lips and suck on her nipples. He could feel his orgasm approaching and picked up his pace even more.
 
Janessa threw her head back and moaned loudly, her body bouncing up and down on his cock. She was gone, and wanted nothing more than to ride him, feeling his hardness deep inside her, the walls of her pussy expanding and tightening around his large cock.

"Oh yess" she hissed, "fuck me harder, please." she begged as he pounded into her. She leaned down over him, biting at his chest, leaving little red marks behind her. She kissed him then, and pulled his hair as she rode him, the feelings were so good, and she reached down to play with her clit, the feeling sending shivers through her body. She could feel herself getting closer.
 
Luke could tell how into it Janessa was getting as she rode his cock eagerly and kissed and bit him. She was a wild animal in bed, and it dawned on him during their fevered coupling - even though it was barely a coherent thought - that her movements and moans were exactly like the girl in the porn video. Yes, this really was the girl in the movie. But he didn't care about that now. Right now he just cared about fucking her, and fuck her he did, thrusting his hips up to drive his impossibly hard cock inside her hot cunt.

"I want you to cum for me," Luke groaned as she rode him and the rough slapping sound of flesh on flesh filled the room. He reached up to grope her breasts and then slap them, tweaking her nipples at the same time. "I want you to cum all over my cock, you nasty little bitch."
 
When he told her to cum, it sent a thrill through her body, her fingers rubbing against her clit as he slammed into her, pushed her over the edge. Janessa threw her head back and moaned loudly, her pussy squeezing his cock, coaxing the cum from it. She was wild, her hair a mess, as she rode him through the crest of her orgasm, her hands grabbing at her tits as they bounced and her juices coating his cock. She dug her nails into his chest leaving little crescent shaped indentations.

"Oh my god" she moaned as she clung to him, slowly coming down. The realization of what she had just done fully hitting her, and she lay still as he continued to slide in and out of her.
What had she been thinking?
 
"Mmmm," Derrick moaned as he felt Janessa cumming all over his cock. Her body bucked and shuddered and she squeezed her own tits - always a particularly arousing sight to him - as her orgasm swept over her.

When she had finished cumming and started to come down from the orgasm, he flipped her over so she was once more on her back. He pounded his hard prick in and out of her soaking pussy, noticing that she looked a bit guilty now that her pleasure had subsided. Initially he had wanted to cum inside her, but he didn't want to freak her out now. So, in the interest of appeasing her, he just let out a loud groan as he felt his balls preparing to drain, and at the last second he pulled out of her pussy and jerked a thick arc of hot white jizz all over her belly and tits. He kept jerking his cock until all the semen had been milked from it.

With a sigh and a deep breath, he collapsed next to her, his cum glistening on her body.
 
She lay there for a moment without moving, afraid that doing so would alert him to her presence. She really hoped that he would forget this in the morning. So when his breathing let her know that he was asleep and the cum was cold and sticky on her body, she finally moved. Stealthily and slowly across the bed and out of the room.

She stalked across the silent house, and fell into the shower attempting to wash the cum and hatred, and the sluttiness from her body to no avail. She was marked and she knew it. As much as she hated Luke, she still desperately wanted to fuck him again. It was sick. She closed her eyes to the steam and tried to erase the images of him from her brain. She finally shut off the water, toweled off and climbed into bed naked, hoping that in the morning it would have all turned out to be a dream. And if it didn't at least her nakedness might please Luke.
 
Luke feigned sleep to see what Janessa would do. Luckily, she only got into the shower - he knew the reason for this, as she must have felt dirty after what she'd done. That was fine; she would come around soon enough. At least she only showered and didn't run away, or - worse - cut his throat.

He felt her slip into bed naked next to him, and the feeling of her warm skin against his was arousing. Even her scent - freshly clean but still reminiscent of sex - was invigorating.

Luke felt himself begin to slip away into sleep, and he was glad to see that she was still lying next to him, asleep, six hours later when he awoke. The sunlight was streaming through the windows, the sky a clear blue. He watched Janessa breathing deeply beside him, and it occurred to him that she might have been the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. As she slept, he couldn't help running his hands along her skin. He felt her moan in her sleep, and soon he tweaked her nipples and kissed her skin. The sight of her naked body was arousing him, and then he did something that surprised even himself: he rolled her on her back, spread her legs, and began to run his tongue along her slit as she slept, anxious to wake her in the best way possible. It would be a good statement of the day's events.
 
Janessa moaned in her sleep, she was dreaming of a dark haired man entering her with his finger, while his blonde girlfriend kissed her, they were formless shapes that entered her, played with her, toyed with her breasts and belly, they ran their weightless fingers through her hair, enticing moans from her throat that she didn't know she had inside her.

She rose into their arms, playing with them. Their moans and sighs mingling and playing with hers. There bodies, the breasts with hard taught nipples fell under the assault of her tongue, her small joyful fingers played along the hard shaft and delved between the pink wet folds, till the tip of her finger landed on the small hard clit, and Janessa listened to the intake of breath and spread her own legs as the sensation became more real for her...
.

Janessa's eyes flew open and she felt the cool breeze across her bare skin, she looked down to see Luke lapping at her pussy, the sensations felt so good, she couldn't fight him, so she layed back and let him slide his tongue along her slit. He poked at her clit, and entered her. She moaned and grabbed a handful of his hair pulling him fiercely against her clit. She didn't even notice that her guilt and worry were pushed away by the ministrations of his tongue.
 
Luke's decision to awake Janessa with some carnal pleasure was the correct one. She awoke slowly, as if out of an erotic dream, moaning and mewling, practically purring. He continued to work over her pussy in a soft, gentle manner, licking along her ever-moistening slit in slow tongue-strokes.

Luke could sense her coming fully awake and fully alert, could even hear the soft laugh of delight as she realized what was happening. The sounds she was making showed that she was not feeling guilt or worry; she was only feeling pleasure.

As Janessa responded further with more moans and - perhaps subconsciously - spreading her legs more, Luke sped up his movements and began to lash her now soaked cunt with his tongue. "Good morning, sexy," he muttered in between licking her slit and licking her clit.

Then, before she even had a chance to respond, Luke crawled on top of her and plunged his already-hard cock right between her folds and into her pussy. "This how you like getting woken up?" he whispered as he began to fuck her tight little pussy.
 
The first words that registered in Janessa's mind were, "This how you like getting woken up?" She felt him enter her, sliding his long hard cock into her. She gasped at the pleasure.

His only answer was a long low moan that emanated from her throat as her pussy stretched and tightened around him. She seemed to be wet already, but she didn't think about that as she wrapped her legs around Luke's trim hips. She didn't even think of fighting him, her dream flowing so easily into what was happening.

She pulled him to her and kissed and bit down his neck. She was so ready for him to take her, she wanted it so badly. She pushed against him and widened her hips, running her hands down his back, feeling him push into her and listening to the sounds of their fucking. She had nothing else to lose.

"Fuck me, oh yes, fuck me!" She moaned loudly.
 
Her pussy felt so tight and warm and somehow just right on his cock that at that moment Luke could have been convinced that her cunt had been molded and fashioned just for his cock. He closed his eyes and let him get lost in the pleasure of the moment: the sounds of her quick breathing, the feel of her soft flesh against his own, her slick slippery tunnel opening and contracting around his throbbing shaft.

Covering her face, neck, and breasts with kisses, he picked up his pace inside her, thrusting his hips forward faster and harder, enhancing their pleasure with every moment.

Feeling his orgasm pulsing within him, knowing that she was very close as well, he whispered, "Do you want my cum inside you, Janessa? You want me to shoot my load in this fucking pussy?"
 
Janessa nodded and clung to him, her nails leaving streaks of red down his back, pulling him into her with all her strength, she gave way to her desire, moaning beneath him and pushing her hips up to his.

She was breathless with her need, he was so hard and deep within her. She moaned with the effort of their heated fucking, she was so damn hot for him, her pussy leaking with her lust.

"Make me yours, Luke" she intoned as she writhed beneath him, her lips working in more heated words but the sighs and moans at what he was doing were the only things that fell from her lips. She was so consumed with her need, as she pulled his hands to her mouth and sucked on them, greedily.
 
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