Marco takes a long gulp of his beer as he feels a hand lightly run up his leg. He looks up at the source, raising an eyebrow at the small brunette smirking up at him. "What do you think you're doing?" Erika gives him a wink and moves her hand further up his leg, ignoring his questioning. Marco feels the pressure building in his black jeans unsure what to think of this girl. "Doll, I don't think you wanna be doing this" he warns. "Why not? What are you gonna do about it?" Erika teases. He shakes his head at the young girl, laughing at her naive comment "You got no idea who you're messin' with darlin'"
Erika is only more intrigued by his response as she continues to run her hand up Marco's leg, teasing him just a little bit more, eager to push this man over the edge. "Keep teasing me doll, see what fucking happens. You'll be sorry. Don't think a little thing like yourself could handle someone like me" Marco sneers. Erika notices the beginning of a bulge in Marco's jeans but senses the agitation in his voice. Not caring, she continues to egg him on, taken over by the curiosity of what a man like Marco would do to her, "You'd be surprised at how much I can handle, Marco." Her eyes connect with his as she dares to slip her hand across the growing bulge in his jeans.
Without warning Marco jumps up from his bar stool reaching straight for Erika. His hands grip onto her arms and swiftly lift her backwards, slamming her onto the bar. Erika gasps and begins to yell out but Marco quickly quiets her with his lips, kissing her hard and viciously, nearly biting her. He's got her pinned down now, he wants to take complete control of her and at this point, she has no other choice but to accept that. She's crossed a line with him that she won't be coming back from.
Marco pulls back from the kiss and stares down at Erika as she breathes heavily, a look of shock on her face. He smirks at the sight, feeling accomplished but soon he begins to notice the stares from around the bar. For a moment, Marco glares back down at the tiny, speechless, brunette before making his next move. Taking everyone by surprise, Marco leans down and grabs onto Erika's back and thighs, lifting her up and throwing her over his shoulder, "What you all looking at!? Nothin' to see here!" he barks at the fellow patrons before walking away, Erika hanging over his back.
Marco carries her toward the bathroom, kicking open the door when he arrives. He plops Erika down on the counter top in between the sinks, pushing her backwards into the large mirror. "The fuck you think you were doing!? Think you can tease me like that and get away with it!? Hah, baby doll you don't know who you're messin' with!" Marco shakes his head as a sly smile forms across his face. He grabs for Erika's chin, squeezing it and forcing her to look up at him. He smirks as he looks down at the nervous girl then, once again, slams his mouth into hers. Quickly he begins to remove his belt while simultaneously grabbing and pulling at Erika, forcing her to jump down off the counter. Once the belt is removed, he spins her around, folding the belt in half with one hand then leaning Erika's body back into his own with the other. He lifts the belt, bringing it forward and around Erika's body and to her chest. Marco slowly pulls the belt across her chest, grazing the top of her breasts. "I don't care if everyone in this bar hears you...I'm going to make you scream. Understand?" Erika nods as she stares into the mirror in front of her, watching the tense man hold onto her tiny body.
Marco glances up for a second, admiring the same sight then slams her forward over the counter, holding her down with his large hand spread across the curve of Erika's back. Lifting her skirt up with the other hand, he palms her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. Without any hesitation, Marco pulls the folded belt back and spanks her hard with it. Erika whimpers a bit, not sure how to react. She's more than enjoying this punishment but her curiosity is getting the best of her, she wants to see just how far this man will go. "Oh, Marco, may I have another please?" Erika moans. "What did I tell you? You fucking scream for me." Marco pelts her again, a bit harder this time. Erika squirms and lets out a soft whimper, still attempting to push Marco even further. Marco's anger begins to rise at the refusal to obey. Losing his patience, he grips a handful of Erika's hair, yanking her up to his mouth "You will scream for me, you filthy slut, you'll scream my name right fucking now!"
He slams her body back into the counter top with force, causing Erika to call out in pain, the belt then catching her even harder on the ass. "Marco, god dammit! Marco!" Erika screams out. "That's right princess, that's what daddy likes to hear." Erika begins to whimper, her ass throbbing. Marco takes a good look at it as he glides his hand across it "What a beautiful fucking sight. Nice red ass. Maybe now you'll start listenin' better, baby doll, hmm?" Erika begins to lean up but she is quickly pushed back down by that same large hand on her back. "Where do ya think you're goin'? I'm sure as hell not done with you yet." Marco pulls Erika's shirt up over her head and then unhooks her bra, letting it fall into the sink. He runs his hands down Erika's back, her sides, her hips, feeling every curve of her body. "This tiny little body is all mine now" he smirks.
His hand reaches for the zipper on his black jeans, pulling his erection out and firmly grasping it in one hand. He runs it across Erika's pink ass all the way down to her legs and then back up again, giving her a taste of the teasing she subjected him to earlier. "Please, daddy, don't make me wait" Erika whimpers. Marco leans forward, pushing his erection between Erika's thighs, pressing it against her wet slit. His hands reach around and lightly glide up her stomach and to her breasts, squeezing them firmly as he kisses the back of her neck. "How bad do you want it?" he whispers against the back of her neck. "So fucking bad, Marco!" Erika nearly yells out. "You're such a dirty little slut."
Marco's teeth sink down into Erika's back as he pulls his hips backwards and slams his cock into her. Marco leans back, firmly grasping Erika's hips and thrusting himself deep inside her. He groans at every thrust, her tightness is almost too much for him to handle. Erika is frantic at the overwhelming feeling of Marco pounding into her. She's not used to such girth and forcefulness from a man. Her hands scurry across the counter top, attempting to find something to hold onto. Marco leans forward again grabbing her hands and pinning them down with his large ones. His pace quickens, his grunts right next to Erika's ear. Erika feels herself beginning to lose control, her screams are sure to be heard by this entire bar. She attempts to tell Marco that her orgasm is rapidly approaching but at this point she is unable to form words. Marco feels his own end approaching as well but he refuses to let it happen before hers.
Marco leans back, grabbing a handful of Erika's hair on the way and twisting it in his hands, arching her neck back as far as possible. He reaches around with his other hand and presses two of his fingers firmly onto her clit, sending Erika straight over the edge into pure ecstasy. "MAR-MARCO!" she screams. The sound of his name coming out of her raspy, strained voice is enough to send Marco into his own state of ecstasy. His fingers rake into her hips as he releases himself inside of her. Erika collapses, becoming limp in Marco's grasp.
He pulls himself out of her and lets her slide all the way to the floor. As he zips his jeans back up he looks down at Erika, lying breathlessly up against the wall. He squats down in front of her "Doll, this is nothing compared to what I've got planned for you next time" Marco laughs, giving her a pat on the cheek before standing up and walking back out to the bar to finish his beer.