<div class="floatright">(http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g393/theredfear/MaleCharPics/img-carlos-bocanegra_1155538764412.jpg)<strong><br/>Dom (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150938.msg6869979#msg6869979)</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong> Bus<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Discovering that<br/>consentual sex has it's own peculiar <br/>charms. <br/><strong>Tagged: </strong> Sara<br/><hr/></div><br/>He had raped more than a few women in his life. And made more than a few of them enjoy the act in spite of themselves. But not one of them had ever sought his lips that hungrily. Even Lilly...one of the those who consented, with enthusiasm...never looked for him that way. Sought him out that way. Craved for him that way. It made him pause a moment, apprecciating this strange new sensation of being wanted.<br/><br/>Oh, it was wasn't going to stop him from having fun with the next batch of slaves they picked up. But this was definitely a new and interesting experience. Maybe playing nice with Sara had other perks beyond just ensuring she offered him the very best of her mind's gifts. But he remembered how heated her breath became when he squeezed her earlier. When he pulled and twisted her hair.<br/><br/>Maybe not<em>too</em>nice. Heh.<br/><br/>Her lips found the embrace they sought, and it swept them up with a heat and hunger to rival her own as her fingers tickled and played with his cock. Her teasing grinds elicited a distinctly masculine growl. Another show of the effect she could have on a man. Of the power her sexuality gave her to influence even a man like Dominic. He tossed the sponge away, and suddenly spun her over onto her belly, taking his own place above her in a single fluid, simultaneous motion. Flat on her belly, his rough hands pinned her shoulders to the bed. And now she could feel that head...the smooth, bulbous, mushroom-like tip she had been playing her fingers against moments ago probing at the hot, wet entrance to her sex. With no hymen to protect her, and so much lust lubricating the passage for him the only thing the guarded her virginity now was the tight clench of muscles in her body. And tight though that clench was, it wasn't nearly tight enough judging from how smoothly that bulbous head forced her to stretch open in a way that made his intruding finger before seem positively benign.<br/><br/>He quickly brought one hand down to her hip, holding her flat down on the bed and stopping her from arching up...from taking more of himself into her than he was willing to give her right now. This was how he often took his women, and that made him pause. Afterall, most of those women were being taken by force. With little regard for how they felt about it afterwards. But he reminded himself that he needed Sara. Longterm. She mattered to his goals...just his goals.<br/><br/>Just his goals. He repeated it in his head a few times. She is just a means to an end. A valuable means to a valuable end. This is nothing more.<br/><br/>He told himself that a few more times, willing himself to ignore that breif flicker of sensation when he'd seen such naked and raw<em>wanting</em>in her eyes.<br/><br/>Her eyes! Of course! Her first time...surely she would apprecciate the luxury of looking into the eyes of the first man to claim her sexuality. He lowered himself and kissed the back of her neck. A slow, sensual caress of his lips made the journey to her ear. His grip on her eased, freeing her movement as he whispered. "Turn around Sara. I want to see you bite your lips, and widen your eyes as every inch of it sinks deeper and deeper inside you. I want to see the look on your face when you finally can't possibly accomodate another inch of me. I want to see the look in your eyes when you're completely and utterly mine.  "<br/><br/>He shifted to the side so she could turn herself around more easily, the glistening head of his cock freeing itself from inside her with a faint, almost inaudible pop as the tight muscles inside her failed as futilely to keep him in as they'd failed to keep him out.