<div class="floatright">(http://i2.listal.com/image/2040202/600full-jaime-murray.jpg)</div><br/>Without warning, a tap on the calf knocked her off balance and Amanda fell on the mat in an undignified mess.  'Not very sexy that Amanda' was the thought running through her brain in that moment. But almost instantly that view changed as Simon was on top of her, between her legs, with her arms pinned to the mat at the wrist.<br/><br/>As he spoke to her about not being helpless on the ground, and how he would show her how to leave a man on his back incapable of moving, Amanda thought 'oh Simon, I can do that already' her libido overpowering her need to learn to protect herself.  His frame was totally over hers, but it was clear that he was supporting most of his own weight as the only real point of contact was their bellies.<br/><br/>When he said about fucking her for hours, Amanda smiled, but thought she had better appear to put up some sort of fight, so she struggled, pushing up with her legs and core.  Years of working out had given her a strong core but of course against his superior size and strength it was a thoroughly futile gesture at resistance.  His kiss on her neck, so gentle, a total counterpoint to his position of strength.<br/><br/>All of his next statements were so full of double meaning, and his accented voice so dripping with desire.  Of course she wanted it, she needed to be claimed, taken and ridden hard.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh yes Simon, that is what I want teach me, make me sore from your lessons, leave me breathless and spent but still craving the next lesson"</strong>Amanda replied, matching him for double meanings and for the rich tones of desire.