Chapter 104 You Trapped Me (18+)

Chapter 104 You Trapped Me (18+)
The words, the dominance, the relentless drive, Rainee’s body responded instantly. She cried out, trembling under him, every thrust driving her higher. His hips snapped faster, harder, deeper, not giving an inch of mercy, and she loved it. Every rough, merciless movement sent shockwaves of pleasure through her.

“Alex! fuck-- yes! harder!” she gasped, nails scratching his shoulders, pushing herself back into him.

He smirked against her skin, eyes dark with satisfaction. “That’s my girl. You’re going to cum for me, aren’t you?”

The first wave hit her hard, her body convulsing, hips trembling, moans breaking free as she came around him, feeling him watch every reaction, every shudder. He didn’t let her rest. His thrusts drove her to the edge again almost immediately.

Her second orgasm hit even harder, her body shaking beneath him as he continued to pound into her relentlessly. He groaned, tightening his grip on her hips, a low laugh escaping. “Two times and I haven’t even finished,” he teased, voice rough and teasing. “Look at you, so greedy, already cumming twice for me.”

Rainee groaned, flushed, and in a burst of playful frustration, she lifted her leg and kicked him lightly on his back. “Shut up!” she snapped, laughing through her moans, cheeks blazing.

Alex chuckled, chest heaving, thrusting a few more times, letting her feel every pulse and dominance, his own pleasure building as much from her reactions as from the relentless rhythm he set. “Not a chance,” he whispered harshly, voice low and feral, “you’re mine, you feel that, don’t you?”

She whimpered, completely undone, loving how rough and unrelenting he was, even as she teased and protested, completely wrapped in the intensity of the moment.

“Do you like being fucked by me?” Alex growled, voice low, rough, and dripping with dominance. Every thrust was deliberate, deep, and fast, making her gasp and claw at the sheets.

“Fuck you!” Rainee snapped, cheeks flushed, fists pressing against the mattress in frustration.

He froze for only a heartbeat, then smirked darkly. The furious gleam in her eyes, mouth twisting in anger, drove him wild. Every curse, every shout, every angry glare made him harder, stiffer, more alive.

“You know,” he murmured, thrusting slower for emphasis, watching her carefully, “when I first saw you, I wanted to tie you up and fuck you until that sharp tongue of yours couldn’t move. Every word, every defiance…” His thrusts became harder, deeper, deliberate. “…I wanted to punish it.”

Rainee’s breath hitched at his words, the mix of anger and lust leaving her body trembling. She felt strange, burning pleasure at hearing his dirty talk while he fucked her relentlessly. 

“What about now?” she asked breathlessly, voice shaking as she tried to regain control of herself.

“Now,” he rasped, thrusting deep enough to make her bounce involuntarily on the bed, “I want to fuck you until I’m not alive.”

Her eyes widened at the intensity of his words. Furious and flustered, she grabbed him mid-thrust, flipping him over in one swift movement.

Now on top, she straddled him, grinding against him while he lay back, watching her with dark, hungry eyes. She smirked mischievously, voice teasing.

“So… I did a good job at seducing you?” she asked, hips rolling, hands braced on his chest.

Alex’s jaw tightened, hand shooting down to smack her hips hard. “You trapped me all between your…” His eyes flicked down to their bodies connected, a smirk curling on his lips before he finished, “…legs----, I mean fingers.”

Rainee scoffed, her pace quickening, teasing him with every motion. “Would you have forgotten me if I had agreed to sleep with you the first day you asked?” she taunted.

He grabbed her breasts firmly, squeezing and kneading them, making her moan loudly while he continued to thrust beneath her. “If we’d slept together that first day, you would’ve trapped me sooner, yeah… But not like this,” he groaned, pushing deeper, feeling every muscle of her body respond.

Rainee froze for a split second, sensing something in his tone. “Stop lying!” she gasped, pulling back slightly. “You’ve never slept with anyone twice, you would’ve forgotten me long ago!”

Alex growled, not letting her get away. He gripped her hips tightly, flipped her over, and plunged inside her again with renewed force. “You don’t believe me? I swear… I’ve never felt this good with anyone else,” he hissed, thrusting faster, deeper, every motion measured and punishing.

His thoughts raced, a sudden impulse leaving him needing to hear it. “That… Kevin… Kevin Smith… does he like you?” His voice was rough, low, almost choking with the question.

Rainee’s eyes widened in shock. “How do you know?”

He gritted his teeth, every thrust harder than the last, his dominance absolute. “I knew something was off the moment he laid eyes on you in front of me.”

“Ah… stop being… j-jealous,” she stammered, but he ignored her protests. His hands held her hips, controlling every movement as he pounded into her with relentless rhythm, faster and harder with every second.

“You… never look at anyone the way you are looking at me now,” he growled, teeth clenched, jaw tight, eyes dark with possession. “It can make anyone crazy.”

His thrusts became almost violent, his pace unrelenting, each movement driving her to the edge again and again. Rainee’s moans, gasps, and cries filled the room, blending with his growls and ragged breaths.

The tension built until neither could hold back any longer. He felt himself coil tighter, muscles taut, his vision darkening with the rush of need. She clenched around him, nails digging into his shoulders, and with a final, shuddering thrust, they came together, her cries breaking over his groans, bodies shaking in perfect, messy, passionate sync.

For long moments after, he didn’t move, chest pressed against hers, both of them panting, sweaty, flushed, hearts pounding. He buried his face in her hair, inhaling her scent, feeling the thrill and power of having her completely in his control, angry, desperate, and utterly his.

He was still buried inside her when he leaned down, catching her lips in a deep, desperate kiss. His breathing was uneven, harsh against her mouth, but he didn’t slow, didn’t give her a chance to recover. His lips moved over hers like he was starving for every taste, every sigh, every tremble she gave him.

When he finally pulled back, he didn’t go far. Their foreheads pressed together, sweaty and warm, breaths tangling in the small space between them. His voice came out low, rough, scraped raw from moaning her name.

“I fucking love you,” he whispered, like it hurt to hold it in. His thumb brushed her cheek as he caught her lips again in a softer, slower kiss that contradicted the way he’d just wrecked her body.

She could barely breathe, her limbs heavy, nerves buzzing with the aftershocks of their release. But he wasn’t finished loving her, not even close.

He kissed the corner of her mouth, her cheek, then the other side, trailing along her jaw like he couldn’t stop himself. “I love you so freaking much,”

To be continued