"Please no!" I cried out.

Afraid of what could happen. Even one as uneducated as I, knew enough of the ways of men and women to understand what could happen.

"Shush." He put a finger to my lips. "Should've thought about that before you lied to me."

"Don't." I pleaded. Shaking my head. “I’ll tell you anything. I won’t lie!”

I shook my head adamantly. Urging him to believe me now.

"Too late for begging." He reached down and grasped his solid staff. Slapping it against my belly. "I'm ready. And I want you. All this gorgeous, woman’s flesh begging to be roughed up a bit."

He slid down and settled his hips between my thighs.

I tried to squeeze them together, but he used his knees to nudge them wide open.

He chuckled at my efforts. “Come now, Plaything. Haven’t you learned better than that yet? What has trying to keep me from what I want done for you thus far?”

Nothing good. But I still felt the instinctive need to protect my most vulnerable place.

My woman’s place.

He reached between us to stroke me and slip his finger back into me again.

I moaned and arched. Shocked at the disruptive sensation of an intrusion in my body. Stunned at the heat I felt wrapping his finger and dampening my legs around his hand.

“Ahh.” I sobbed in objection. Even as I felt my body clench in a way that sent swirls of sensation through me. A feeling I sensed would built to something chaotic if it continued.

"Lovely." He purred. "Soon you'll be doing that around my rod. I can feel you clenching on my finger."

I don't know why but his words melted me, and I felt cold then hot, and more moisture seeped around his finger. Easing from my body.

Twining currents jolted through me like white-hot lightning. Making every muscle from my hair to my toes tighten momentarily. My skin was buzzing. Alive with sensitivity.

"Now you're ready." He leaned over me. Settling his hips against me. I could feel that hard bit of flesh nudging at my entrance. Pulsing as though it were a creature of its own.

***

He put his hands to my shoulders and pushed me further down into the bedding so I couldn't move.

I tucked my butt into the mattress trying to retreat.

Giving me a stern look he shook his head. "No point."

Then he entered me, and my world exploded in white hot sensation. I stretched impossibly. The heavy head of his member separating my walls to fill me.

Then he paused. Wiggling slightly side to side. "So tight...I'm going to enjoy possessing you this voyage."

I stared at him anxiously. Eyebrows lifted in surprise.

He caught my lower jaw in a biting grip. "What a pretty mouth. Felt so good."

His lips touched mine and his tongue invaded my mouth. Stroking me everywhere.

Soon his stroking behind my belly button matched the pace and movements.

He was moaning into my mouth and I was gasping at the sensation. "Oh, you feel good. I'm going to use every part of you to make me feel good, Sweetheart."

He moaned again and began surging faster into me.

I could feel his hip bones stabbing inside my thighs.

He was getting more excited. His body starting to shine with sweat. Enhancing the deep muscles of his chest and abdomen as his stomach flexed when he entered me.

He lightly grabbed one of my breasts.

I yelped and knew inside me tightened in surprise.

"What was that?" He said pleased. "Again?"

And he kneaded my breasts. Making me tighten and writhe.

He swore and melted into me again. Pushing hard as he did just as he'd threatened.

Spilling seed deep into the cushion of my body.