Married Hell: Part 7

**Chapter 7: Eyes Of Lust**

As if I had just opened the cage door of a beast, he sprang from his seat and kissed me passionately. When I gasped in surprise at his boldness, he slid his tongue into my mouth. As our tongues caressed and explored, the heat between our bodies intensified and my senses were alighted by everything that is him…his scent…his taste…his touch. I have experienced a man’s sexual desire before but never to this magnitude. I felt reverence as if I were his angel, his saving grace, but in all honesty, he might be mine. I don't want to kill this man. Instead, I feel as if I might die if I deny myself this experience.

As we kissed, he backed me up against the door. He wedged his knee between my legs. Usually, when a man was this forceful, I would push him away, but with Brent, I didn't feel the need to. Both my mind and body wanted this so I allowed my soul to as well. If only for one night, I wanted to feel like a normal woman and to feel desired. The waves of lust washed over us both and time passed by slowly like sand in an hourglass. His large hands slid up underneath my skirt to find me soaked with wonton need. When he glided a finger through my slick folds, he carnally growled.

He bit my neck as one of his hands stroked my pussy and the other slid down my spine, gripping my ass hard from under the waistband of my skirt. Brent ripped my panties off so that he could intensify his masterful touch. He spread my asscheeks to rest his fingertip against my asshole as his lips claimed mine once more. Our moans bounced off of the pristinely decorated walls as I found myself debating on begging him to fuck me, I blurted out, “Fuck me, now!”

As if he couldn't wait another second, I was spun around and pinned against the door. His hands gripped my wrists tightly. I moaned and pressed my ass against his covered erection. He released my wrists to quickly undress us both. Once we were both nude, he pinned me against the door again. Teasingly he nestled the head of his cock against my soaked, soft pussy lips and rubbed back and forth. “Last chance, Lexi, are you sure that this is what you want?” he asks.

I have never been so sure of anything in my life. “Yes. Now fuck me!”

**Brent**

She was practically begging for my cock, like so many before her. But can I fuck her and not kill her? She didn't give me time to ponder. When she rammed her naked ass into me it forced the head of my cock inside her. I began to thrust deep inside her, giving her every inch of my throbbing cock and pushing her whole body into the closed door. I felt her body spasm as she came all over my cock, coating it in her juices.

I continued pumping my cock furiously inside her. I ran my hands up her body and pinched her nipples between my fingertips. She continued to moan and beg for more of my cock and I could feel her cum running down my shaft and dripping from my balls. I never knew that my cock could get so hard, but I wanted more of her. I wasn't ready to cum yet, so I put my hand around her throat and began to squeeze. She let her head fall back and I kissed her. There was no fear in her eyes that I could squeeze the life out of her if I wanted. I only saw the reflection of my own desires staring back at me.

I was pulled from my thoughts as I felt my cock grow immensely inside her as it thickened with my load. When I was about to burst, I turned her around and forced her to her knees. I pushed my cock down her throat and grabbed the back of her head so that I could ram every inch deeper down her throat. Her eyes started to water and I felt her tongue flicking the base of my cock, begging for my cum. I thrusted forward and shot my creamy load straight down her throat, making her swallow every last drop. She didn't gag, cry, or beg for her life instead she begged for more.

With my cock still hard, I pulled out slowly to watch her breathe deeply for a few moments. My handprint and teeth marks were visible on her neck, yet she looked at me as if I were a god who pleased her with divine peace. I stood her up and kissed her sweet lips. I could taste her cum and mine on her lips. She grinned and grabbed my cock. She began stroking me as we embarked on a night filled with kinky lust. We fucked in every possible position that we could contort our bodies in to establish maximum pleasure. Mirrors smashed, furniture broken, our bodies bloody and bruised…us and my room were trashed yet all I could think about was that she survived and I couldn't let this be one night only.