| Howie grinned down at her. He finally had her right where he wanted her. Theresa was handcuffed to his bed, vulnerably naked. He saw the fear in her eyes and his grin widened. He was going to have his fun now, after all payback is a bitch. Howie crawled on top of her and hovered for a moment. He bypassed her sweet lips and went right to her heaving breasts. He kissed the valley of skin between them, feeling her breathing rate increase. Howie sat up and straddled her hips. He roughly grabbed her breasts, grinning as Theresa moaned loudly. He kneeded her smooth mounds, his thumbs running over her hard nipples. She yelled in pain and pleasure as he pinched them, twisting those rock hard nubs. "You know you like that, don't you?! Say it, baby, say you like it," Howie demanded as he continued his hand motions. Theresa just moaned her answer. "I'll take that as a yes," he said and leaned down, taking one breast into his mouth. Her back arched up, betraying her mind. Howie let his tongue flick her nipple as he rolled the other between his fingers. Her moans got louder and Howie's tongue went faster. He switched, giving equal attention. This time as he tortured her tender skin, Howie let his other hand wander down her side and between her legs. Theresa cried out as his fingers brushed her womanly heat. Howie grinned as he explored her wetness. "Ahhhh, girl, I knew you were likin' this," he observed. She shook her head no. Howie's thumb pressed against her clit and started a circular motion. Theresa's head went back and a groan of pleasure escaped her lips. "You're body tells a different story, my dear," Howie told her. He pleasured her with his fingers, her moans turning him on. Finally it was too much for him. Howie ridded himself of the constricting leather pants and slammed his erection deep into Theresa's hot core. He pumped in and out of her, letting her know who was boss. Her cries made him just go faster, harder. "Oh God," he moaned, feeling her walls tighen around his cock. He pushed harder, deeper, feeling his release building. Howie yelled as he came inside Theresa...... Howie woke up to his own moans. He looked around the dark room, his body covered in a warm sweat. His rapid breathing slowed down as he realized he was alone....it was just a dream. He fell back into the damp sheets. It was so vivid, almost real. He could almost taste her. He went back into a restless sleep, knowing Theresa was gone forever....he'd never find her to pay her back. *~*The End*~* |
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