DARKER DESIRES
CHAPTER 16: Sweet Torture
Jessica’s P.O.V
Harry didn’t take any of his time placing me slowly on the bed. He quickly picked me up and threw me on top of the now cold bed, then climbed on top of me. He pinned my hands above my head and started kissing my collar bones, than made his way down towards my right breast – making everything below my stomach clench. His body was easing harder on top of my body I couldn’t hold his mass, my breath was shortening and I could barely think. “Harry…” I whispered his name. He lifts his head slowly, scraping my torso with his teeth. “You want something…different?” Are you fucking kidding?! This is way too much now! “No, you’re hurting me” I pointed to his body smashing down onto mine. He chuckled devilishly under his hush breath “You can’t handle…a little pain?”
Just him saying that caused the doubt from the far back of my mind to resurface. I gulped deeply in the back of my throat, my tongue was getting dry. He let go of my wrists and posted both of his forearms beside me to raise his body mass off my abdominal. One of his arms left my side and veered downwards, I could feel his arm brush against my sex as he tried to adjust his junk. “Do you like it hard?” I opened my mouth in protest but he continued. “Doesn’t matter….I’ll give it to you hard love” I gave a smug smile. His anticipation made my breathing increase faster, just seeing him deriving for sex just sent combustion of feelings through my stomach. He slowly grabbed his shaft and eased it into the beginning of my entrance.
Then quickly took it out, he did that repeatedly; driving me crazy. After a couple of long malicious, sweet, long minutes he finally slid it full throttle in. My back arced – the fast paced pressure that slid into me forced my body further up onto the bed. “Fuck!” He gave long stride pumps, his breath matched with the rhythmically penetrations. Then he picked up the speed, going faster and faster consuming my body with warmth. “Now, now Jess…..stay still, I you scream or moan there will be consequences” His raspy voice was filled with warning tones. I didn’t even have time to think about the consequences, I was too busy trying to calm down my outburst of desire.
His fingers locked around my wrist and pinned them down deeper into the pillows – the pressure was becoming too strong and I could feel the bruises start to rise. He shoved his shaft in full throttle – this time I was in pain “OHHH” I screamed out in distress, I tried to wiggle my body to loosen his shaft from its depth but his hold on me was strong and final. “You told me you wouldn’t shout” He eased his big shaft back, and then slammed it deep into me again. I bit down on my lip; I was trying so hard not to scream out. This started off as sex but now….it’s just sweet torture. He swirled his hips causing his shaft to twirl around my entrance.
I can’t take it, I can’t take no more…this man that I’m deeply falling for is just too damn fucked up, he can never love again nor can he even make love how can a girl such as I break down these walls or even help such darkness come to the light.
“Good girl Jess” He withdrew back his shaft and re-continued his quick pumps. My muscles were tensing and sore, I don’t know if I can go on. I just badly want to prove that I can handle his rough sex, but what if he’s doing all this just to prove him right…that I can’t handle this. He let go of my hands and withdrew them to the side of my hips, he switched his quick pumps into slow long strides, filling my body up again and again. I reached up to touch his chest but he quickly locked his fingers around my neck. He slowly laid his body on top of mine; my boobs were rolling around with his chest till he got to the right position. He gave me quicker pumps now, damn it! He was madder…and now he’s going to take it out on my poor, sore vagina. His stomach was protruding into my rips, making them cave in…my breathing was getting heavier I couldn’t support his weight.
His hand grew tighter around my neck. His body dug deeper into my ribs plus his hands were clenching tighter around my air supply. “Harry?” Something about him was different, his eyes were dark grey he was gone…or lost in another world. My air supply was tightening and was cutting shorter. “Harry!” I raised my arms and struck his firmly, but his strong presence outweighed mine. The compact of all this weight was killing me…softly. I wiggled my body under his, it loosened a inch.
Harry bit his lip while staring intensely into mine. I peered close towards his teeth, they were sharp; jagged…pointy. His strength was getting stronger and stronger, my body sunk deeper into the bed. “Harry!” Then suddenly warm liquid eased slowly into my body filling me up, he didn’t even tell me that he was going to cum! His eyes returned back to vivid green, his teeth went back to normal form and his strength decreased to substantial. The tears pricked my eyes. What happened? I’m more than scared now…I’m, frightened!
I cautiously eased myself out of his body and hopped of the bed, my tears were rushing out now like waterfalls. “Wait Jess, come here…I’m-..” Harry ran up behind me but I closed the bathroom door in his face. I peered at myself in the mirror; I flushed with paleness and sex hair. I felt the regurgitation sliding up my throat, I ran over to the toilet, getting on my knee’s I leaned over the toilet and threw up everything but my intestines. “Jess, Jess…open the fucking door, are you sick? Are you…fucking pregnant?”
I threw more up again as I doubled back on the pregnant word. Harry yanked the door knob, expecting to get in but couldn’t. “Okay…okay, please…please open the fucking door Jess”
I reached up tiredly and pulled the little lever; letting all the water go down the one-way tunnel. I scooted over to the bath tub and eased up against the cold surface, it helped straighten out my back. I pulled my knees up to my chest, crossed my arms on top and laid my chin on my forearms. The tears slipped down my cheek one by one and on to my forearm. “Jess, so help me…open the fucking door, what are you doing in there. Why are you quiet answer me damn it!” Harry strike the door, my body flinched at the loud scary sound.
I must’ve got a boost of courage because I got up from the floor and opened the door. He stumbled back a little observing me. “Take me home” I walked pass him into the living room.
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Harry’s P.O.V
Jess walked pass me with anger written all over her face. I followed behind her, trying to make her calm down. “Jess, I’m sorry!” She searched the floor and under chairs. “Sorry for the fact you almost killed me, or the fact you tried to rip my vagina!” She had a good point. “I told you that this will happen, so this is blamed on you!” She found her laced underwear on the floor in the kitchen. “Wow, smooth blaming this on only the girl…you teased me and flirted with me, you edged me on!”
She walked into the bedroom and over to the side table. She yanked the charger out of the wall and unclipped her phone, then made her way over to her jeans. “Don’t act like you were the only one! You liked it, so just shut up with the bullshit Jess!” She buttoned her jeans but quickly snickered at me. “Shut up? Shut up?! You shut the fuck up!” She walked over to the bed and dropped on her knee’s looking under. “Look I’m sorry, but why are you mad?” I shrugged my shoulders. She yanked open my drawers and searched through my clothes, throwing them on the floor one by one.
She walked in and out of the bathroom. “Where did you put my shirt…when you were violating my body without asking?!” My mouth dropped open with shock. “Are you bloody mad, seriously love…me violating, your body?” She swayed her hip and crossed her arms, her face danced on a smirk. “It’s in the hamper” She walked over to the other end of the bedroom and yanked out her shirt – throwing it over her head. “So can you take me home now…asshole?!”
“Well thanks for reminding me love!” I walked over to my dresser, since my clothes were practically on the floor I grabbed one there and slid it on. I walked pass the living room and into the kitchen to grab my jeans. I slid them on quickly and made sure I had everything on me. “Jess! Jess? Jess, get your stubborn ass out here let’s go”
I walked vastly towards the bedroom; my patience was on a tight leash. I parted the bedroom door open and walked in. I quickly pinned myself back against the wall and threw up my hands in defense. Jess was standing by my side of the bed; the top drawer of the side table was opened roughly. She stood there with a hand gun held firmly in her fingers, she was slightly shaking.
“Jess wha-what the…” She walked closer towards me. The gun was targeting me right in the middle of my forehead. “Don’t move…”
How did she find that?
To be continued….
Harry didn’t take any of his time placing me slowly on the bed. He quickly picked me up and threw me on top of the now cold bed, then climbed on top of me. He pinned my hands above my head and started kissing my collar bones, than made his way down towards my right breast – making everything below my stomach clench. His body was easing harder on top of my body I couldn’t hold his mass, my breath was shortening and I could barely think. “Harry…” I whispered his name. He lifts his head slowly, scraping my torso with his teeth. “You want something…different?” Are you fucking kidding?! This is way too much now! “No, you’re hurting me” I pointed to his body smashing down onto mine. He chuckled devilishly under his hush breath “You can’t handle…a little pain?”
Just him saying that caused the doubt from the far back of my mind to resurface. I gulped deeply in the back of my throat, my tongue was getting dry. He let go of my wrists and posted both of his forearms beside me to raise his body mass off my abdominal. One of his arms left my side and veered downwards, I could feel his arm brush against my sex as he tried to adjust his junk. “Do you like it hard?” I opened my mouth in protest but he continued. “Doesn’t matter….I’ll give it to you hard love” I gave a smug smile. His anticipation made my breathing increase faster, just seeing him deriving for sex just sent combustion of feelings through my stomach. He slowly grabbed his shaft and eased it into the beginning of my entrance.
Then quickly took it out, he did that repeatedly; driving me crazy. After a couple of long malicious, sweet, long minutes he finally slid it full throttle in. My back arced – the fast paced pressure that slid into me forced my body further up onto the bed. “Fuck!” He gave long stride pumps, his breath matched with the rhythmically penetrations. Then he picked up the speed, going faster and faster consuming my body with warmth. “Now, now Jess…..stay still, I you scream or moan there will be consequences” His raspy voice was filled with warning tones. I didn’t even have time to think about the consequences, I was too busy trying to calm down my outburst of desire.
His fingers locked around my wrist and pinned them down deeper into the pillows – the pressure was becoming too strong and I could feel the bruises start to rise. He shoved his shaft in full throttle – this time I was in pain “OHHH” I screamed out in distress, I tried to wiggle my body to loosen his shaft from its depth but his hold on me was strong and final. “You told me you wouldn’t shout” He eased his big shaft back, and then slammed it deep into me again. I bit down on my lip; I was trying so hard not to scream out. This started off as sex but now….it’s just sweet torture. He swirled his hips causing his shaft to twirl around my entrance.
I can’t take it, I can’t take no more…this man that I’m deeply falling for is just too damn fucked up, he can never love again nor can he even make love how can a girl such as I break down these walls or even help such darkness come to the light.
“Good girl Jess” He withdrew back his shaft and re-continued his quick pumps. My muscles were tensing and sore, I don’t know if I can go on. I just badly want to prove that I can handle his rough sex, but what if he’s doing all this just to prove him right…that I can’t handle this. He let go of my hands and withdrew them to the side of my hips, he switched his quick pumps into slow long strides, filling my body up again and again. I reached up to touch his chest but he quickly locked his fingers around my neck. He slowly laid his body on top of mine; my boobs were rolling around with his chest till he got to the right position. He gave me quicker pumps now, damn it! He was madder…and now he’s going to take it out on my poor, sore vagina. His stomach was protruding into my rips, making them cave in…my breathing was getting heavier I couldn’t support his weight.
His hand grew tighter around my neck. His body dug deeper into my ribs plus his hands were clenching tighter around my air supply. “Harry?” Something about him was different, his eyes were dark grey he was gone…or lost in another world. My air supply was tightening and was cutting shorter. “Harry!” I raised my arms and struck his firmly, but his strong presence outweighed mine. The compact of all this weight was killing me…softly. I wiggled my body under his, it loosened a inch.
Harry bit his lip while staring intensely into mine. I peered close towards his teeth, they were sharp; jagged…pointy. His strength was getting stronger and stronger, my body sunk deeper into the bed. “Harry!” Then suddenly warm liquid eased slowly into my body filling me up, he didn’t even tell me that he was going to cum! His eyes returned back to vivid green, his teeth went back to normal form and his strength decreased to substantial. The tears pricked my eyes. What happened? I’m more than scared now…I’m, frightened!
I cautiously eased myself out of his body and hopped of the bed, my tears were rushing out now like waterfalls. “Wait Jess, come here…I’m-..” Harry ran up behind me but I closed the bathroom door in his face. I peered at myself in the mirror; I flushed with paleness and sex hair. I felt the regurgitation sliding up my throat, I ran over to the toilet, getting on my knee’s I leaned over the toilet and threw up everything but my intestines. “Jess, Jess…open the fucking door, are you sick? Are you…fucking pregnant?”
I threw more up again as I doubled back on the pregnant word. Harry yanked the door knob, expecting to get in but couldn’t. “Okay…okay, please…please open the fucking door Jess”
I reached up tiredly and pulled the little lever; letting all the water go down the one-way tunnel. I scooted over to the bath tub and eased up against the cold surface, it helped straighten out my back. I pulled my knees up to my chest, crossed my arms on top and laid my chin on my forearms. The tears slipped down my cheek one by one and on to my forearm. “Jess, so help me…open the fucking door, what are you doing in there. Why are you quiet answer me damn it!” Harry strike the door, my body flinched at the loud scary sound.
I must’ve got a boost of courage because I got up from the floor and opened the door. He stumbled back a little observing me. “Take me home” I walked pass him into the living room.
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Harry’s P.O.V
Jess walked pass me with anger written all over her face. I followed behind her, trying to make her calm down. “Jess, I’m sorry!” She searched the floor and under chairs. “Sorry for the fact you almost killed me, or the fact you tried to rip my vagina!” She had a good point. “I told you that this will happen, so this is blamed on you!” She found her laced underwear on the floor in the kitchen. “Wow, smooth blaming this on only the girl…you teased me and flirted with me, you edged me on!”
She walked into the bedroom and over to the side table. She yanked the charger out of the wall and unclipped her phone, then made her way over to her jeans. “Don’t act like you were the only one! You liked it, so just shut up with the bullshit Jess!” She buttoned her jeans but quickly snickered at me. “Shut up? Shut up?! You shut the fuck up!” She walked over to the bed and dropped on her knee’s looking under. “Look I’m sorry, but why are you mad?” I shrugged my shoulders. She yanked open my drawers and searched through my clothes, throwing them on the floor one by one.
She walked in and out of the bathroom. “Where did you put my shirt…when you were violating my body without asking?!” My mouth dropped open with shock. “Are you bloody mad, seriously love…me violating, your body?” She swayed her hip and crossed her arms, her face danced on a smirk. “It’s in the hamper” She walked over to the other end of the bedroom and yanked out her shirt – throwing it over her head. “So can you take me home now…asshole?!”
“Well thanks for reminding me love!” I walked over to my dresser, since my clothes were practically on the floor I grabbed one there and slid it on. I walked pass the living room and into the kitchen to grab my jeans. I slid them on quickly and made sure I had everything on me. “Jess! Jess? Jess, get your stubborn ass out here let’s go”
I walked vastly towards the bedroom; my patience was on a tight leash. I parted the bedroom door open and walked in. I quickly pinned myself back against the wall and threw up my hands in defense. Jess was standing by my side of the bed; the top drawer of the side table was opened roughly. She stood there with a hand gun held firmly in her fingers, she was slightly shaking.
“Jess wha-what the…” She walked closer towards me. The gun was targeting me right in the middle of my forehead. “Don’t move…”
How did she find that?
To be continued….
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