From Russia, With Love

When she returned to the room he took her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her waist. They sat in the dark staring at each other for quite a long time before he broke the silence.
“You are so sexy, do you know that?”
“No.”
“You make me so hard. I can’t control myself around you. You make me animal.”
“Is that why you force me to do things I don’t want to do?”
“Probably.”
“You know it’s not right?”
“I don’t care. I will have you. One day you will desire me, my love.” She looked away as she could feel her eyes welling up with tears.
“The only thing I have wanted for as long as I can remember was to give my virginity to a man I loved. Why’d you have to ruin that? Why’d you have to be selfish? I don’t love you. I don’t even want you.” He laughed at her.
“There’s part of you that wants me. There’s part of you that thinks I’m sexy and gets horny every time I force myself onto you. Or else you would not get wet every time I go near your pussy.” He slowly moved his lips nearer and nearer to her neck, breathing on it and he began to bite it and suck it.
“Stop it…”
“Tell me you think I’m sexy.”
“I don’t.” She was lying. There was something sexy about him. She didn’t know whether it was his thick, muscled body, his accent, the way he desired her, the fucked up, unbalanced way he showed it, or a combination of all of them, but something about him turned her on. Perhaps she was unbalanced herself, but every time he forced her, she did get wet, and when he gave her oral sex she had an orgasm. Every time he kissed her, or even looked at her a certain way, she felt her body heat up, anticipating what he would do to her next.
“I know you think I am sexy…I tasted your sweet cum in my mouth. If you didn’t want me you would not respond.” He sucked her neck harder and moved his hands slowly up her back, grabbing the lowest roots of her hair. She began to breathe heavily.
“Vladimir, you are sexy…you are so fucking sexy…” she said between breaths.
“Mmmm…” He reached down and squeezed her ass and she could feel another erection growing beneath it. “Stop trying to resist me…you already want me, you just don’t want to admit it.”
“No, no I don’t.” She tried to shake her head but he bit down harder on the flesh of the side of her neck. He stopped for a moment and his brown eyes seemed to burn a hole through hers.
“I want you to kiss me,” he said forcefully. She shook her head.
“I can’t.”
“Kiss me…” He was clearly pleading with her now. She could see what was surely desperation in his eyes. It was amazing the way he turned from a cold, hard man into a soft, tender man within the span of seconds. “Just kiss me…”
“Why can’t you kiss me? You want it.”
“So do you. Renae…kiss me…” She wrapped her arms around his strong neck and brushed her lips against his. He shook his head.
“More. Like you mean it. Like you want me.” She took his face in her hands and forcefully kissed him, letting her tongue enter his mouth. He squeezed her ass harder than he had before, returning her kiss and softly biting down on her bottom lip. She pulled away and he began to breathe heavily, his erection growing beneath her.
“I fucking need you….damn, woman…you shouldn’t have done that to me…” He threw her down on her stomach and pulled her ass into the air. She wasn’t even close to prepared for what was about to happen. He grabbed her hips and thrust himself into her ass. She could barely fit him. Nothing had ever gone into her ass before. He grunted pleasurably at her tightness and at the prospect of being inside her ass as he fucked her deeper and deeper. The pain was ten times worse than when he had been inside her pussy.
“VLADIMIR PLEASE STOP…PLEASE, STOP!!!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. He didn’t respond. He fucked her faster, and faster, and tears flowed from her eyes. She continued to scream until her head began to ache and she could feel herself running out of air. She didn’t stop and she could feel herself getting dizzy. Before she knew it her eyes began to close.