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Out Of Control

She was so sexy, Nate had to smile. It almost sounded like a challenge of an opponent to a duel. The uneven duel, in which she will be defeated. Desire and lust in him were so big, that retired fortune hunter had a hard time to keep these two wild horses at bay. Elena didn't know, that she played with her husband a dangerous game.

"Do you want to be a bad girl?"

His horny voice, the beast will attack soon. But she just smiled sweetly and innocently. Although she was even more beautiful than before, she made a mistake, because this gesture pumped him more. Nate suddenly decided to take her in his arms. She cried out in surprise, but another resistance didn't appear. On the contrary, smile returned on her lips. He turned with her about one hundred eighty degrees and went into the bedroom, located a few steps away.

"Well, if you don't want to... I will kidnap you, then."

She chuckled. Elena was distracted already, but Nate didn't rush, although his erection desperately called for deliverance and satisfaction. Carrying a half-naked journalist light as a feather could last for hours and still wouldn't be enough. Her smooth and firm skin was pleasant to the touch, he couldn't get enough of her. Elena stared at him while his eyes were facing forward. After all was necessary to overcome obstacles such as sofa, cabinets and mainly door, guarding the entrance to the large and cozy bedroom. When Nate arrived to it, he gently pushed with his left leg and the guard obeyed the order of his superior. The objective was in sight. His walk started again and both approached the big double bed. Then the prince gently laid his princess on a soft mattress covered with red and white roses. Nate initially had protested against such bed sheet.

"That's not too manly."

But her argument, that "we will sleep like in the garden of dreams" had made him change his mind. Now, moreover, it was the perfect backdrop for their little roles. However, his desire was getting again to the fore, and therefore former treasure hunter took her thong and slowly and gently stripped her. Now she was completely naked, and he dropped the piece of clothing on the floor because of the sight. Almost as if a spell attacked with full force on him, and he wasn't able to defend himself. His power had no chance against her. Or so at least he thought. But Elena had enough of waiting. She rose from her position and in the opposite way than he (it meant quicker and somewhat coarser), she undressed a dark blue T-shirt from his chest. Another piece of fabric joined on the ground and then she pulled him on the lips with all the strength she had. Nate didn't expect such a quick swipe, which meant that within seconds, he found himself on her. Gentleman's page was worried about his fragile wife, because his weight compared to her was quite a difference. But Elena showed no signs of discomfort or injury. Conversely, her kissing achieved a new level, and therefore he was infected as well.

However, as if she was possessed by something more. Elena flipped him on his back and took over the spot above. Astonishment swept through his head and then disappeared in a sea of desire and lust. Another sudden surprise followed, because journalist broke the contact and approached his gray linen shorts. Mainly his belt was the key to the imaginary castle with the standing tower. Nate just watched with admiration. Her fast and precise work of removing shorts with his black boxers had the same result. Complete, natural and exciting nudity. When subsequently Elena threw the last clothes on the floor, she went back to him with the desire. Kissing was stronger than she. However, former treasure hunter didn't hesitate and caught her butt, wanting to have her more closer to his skin. But it was time to regain the lost domination, so Nate rolled her onto the back and was once again above. Immediately afterwards his tongue was taking care of both of her breasts. Alternately, eagerly and hungrily he licked, sucked and tasted her beautiful pink nipples protruding on both tops. Journalist was enjoying it and grabbed his head, so that his tongue could do even better job. However, she didn't like the way of the game. Why did he have to be on her? Didn't she have a right to be in the better position from which he could be manipulated?

It was again the element of surprise, which caused total unpreparedness. Additionally, Nate was so busy with her breasts, that he had no chance to react to the another change of positions. Out of nowhere, he was beneath her, causing amazement lasting a few moments before next passionate and lustful touching of her lips and tongue. Apparently she wanted to be the naughty girl. In fact, her rebellious side was very spunky and sexy, because disobeying his rules and orders had its consequences. But before he could think about proper punishment for her insolence, Elena broke contact again and her body was sliding slowly down. He just watched, hoping that she will stop in his groin. It finally happened. She took his hard erection into her mouth immediately, because patience had run out already. At that moment, Nate closed his eyes with pleasure and rested his head on the bed, relaxing completely. That divine euphoria flooded his entire brain, surroundings slowly ceased to exist and he was focused only on her fantastic... On her mouth, which was moving repeatedly up and down. On the wet feeling reminding her hot vagina. On the increasing excitement pervading through his entire body. It was incredible, that he tasted so good. How his manhood was smooth and big. She loved his erect penis so much. Having a power over strong man, making him weak and providing him maximum satisfaction. Her right hand as another assistant was taking care of the rest. Subsequently, journalist heard a slight moan and although he would reach an orgasm, this moment had to be utilized differently.

Despite the arousal and delight, Nate got up, took her face and began hungrily kissing her mouth again. Then he turned her on the back and this time, his opportunity didn't escape. He took his hard erection and slipped into her wet hole. Elena moaned how far and deep he got. He stayed inside and just watched her face of excitement and lust. Now was clear who had the upper hand. He smiled as a sign of his victory. Nonetheless was time to finish it, and therefore Nate spread her legs even more. Both felt better access, but when he penetrated into her deeper, Elena strongly grabbed the bed sheet. The tension was more intense and her muscles had to have support for this growing excitement. However, former treasure hunter knew, that she wanted to be blown away. Experiencing the divine and paralyzing delight and satisfaction. His pace quickened, which had its results. Both were approaching the finish line faster and above all, he started to hear her incessant and loud moans. How amazing sound it was for his ears. Although his body was creating sweat, it gave him strength to continue. There was no bigger encouragement than...

"Faster... deeper... please Nate... PLEASE!," she said with begging, her words between the deep and rapid breathing.

Apparently she was close and probably she wanted to motivate him more. It worked, because it awakened an animal, which increased the tempo. Now it was no longer gentle and passionate lovemaking. It was common mating. No emotions, no remorse or looking back on her needs. Nate grabbed her hips for better penetration and used all his strength. His crotch repeatedly and roughly rammed into her lap, and it echoed throughout the room, if not around the house. If neighbors heard it, that wasn't important right now. She had to be punished. For her disobedience and insolence. Additionally, she wanted it. Quickly and deeply.

"This is it?... Do you like it?... HUH?!" He asked her with a small dose of anger, indicating how the animal felt inside. Her moaning became louder, as well as the tension in her vagina.

"Yes..."

"I don't hear you!" What a lie.

"YES!"

Nate's effort increased, as if he was utilizing inexhaustible source. Her heavenly body and breasts were moving up and down by his rhythm, her delightful moans echoed in his ears over and over again. His heart and lungs worked faster than ever before. But Nate felt it inside, when suddenly her walls contracted and her whole body started to shake. Orgasm was strong, journalist closed her eyes and started screaming with arousal. Today, for the second time. However, his pace didn't stop. He wanted to experience it too. He wanted to be satisfied at any price. Additionally, the sounds from her mouth were as doping. The strange happiness, the dominant pride and joy... how was amazing to watch the burning passion filling her body. But Elena this tension could no longer endure. It hurt, it was uncomfortable. Where were pleasure and excitement? Where was he, her kind and gentle husband? Why the rough beast wanted to hurt her?

"NATE!"

Her warning, which he understood as a consequence of her intensive orgasm, didn't work. Elena wasn't able to say how long this torment continued. Her head began to ache uncomfortably, her vocal cords could no longer continue, and once again was heard only that mating sound. He was constantly bumping into her with all his strength, but her body went limp. Finally, he reached his peak and ejaculated into her. To this were added deep and loud moans. Elena heard the animal's sign. It took a while until he released the large number of sperms into her hole. Right after that, almost all the strength left him. Nate felt it everywhere. His arms, legs, whole body was nearly empty, and so it was necessary to lie down. Therefore, he pulled out his penis, his body stretched out beside her and he closed his eyes with heavy breathing. He didn't see that journalist curled up and turned her back to him. They were lying in silence for several minutes. Then Nate opened his eyes and although former treasure hunter felt tired, it was necessary to check if everything was okay. Especially his fragile wife, who had screamed loudly at the end.

"Elena, are you okay?"

It was right to wait a few seconds before he could start to panic. However, after a short pause wasn't heard affirmative answer. He looked at her. Why she was hiding her face? Curiosity and concern caused an immediate supply of needed strength. It was like an injection of adrenaline and his body rose up in seconds. Nonetheless he didn't want to scare her. Nate carefully and gently took her left shoulder and turned her around. Elena didn't resist, but the look at her face struck him like an arrow. A few tears trickled down her face and her eyes were swollen from crying.

"Jesus, Elena..." and then she sniffed. "Are you okay? Please talk to me." But the received response was silent again. "Please, sweetheart, talk to me." Desperation and terror that he had hurt her.

"Where were you?" She said quietly, almost inaudible question. Although most of the volume was muted by crying, Nate was terrified even more.

"What?" Another break between words, another sniff.

"I said your name... but you weren't there..." The description sounded horribly. "... You weren't there... you didn't hear me..." More tears left her eyes and he said the worst speculation.

"Did I hurt you?"

The following moments were like on a knife edge, because if her answer was positive, he would never forgive himself. Such behavior didn't have a husband, but the tyrant who had to be locked up in cage. Her silence lengthened and he was getting more nervous.

"I was afraid... I was afraid that... that you're gone..."

There was no need to hear more of these painful words. Nate carefully and gently pulled her to him. Elena curled up in his arms and released another sob. After what his ears had experienced delight and ecstasy, they were now punished for the sins of his behavior.

"I'm sorry... I am so sorry, sweetheart..."

The only thing, on which mattered now, was to reassure her. To give her know that she was safe. To show her that her loving husband was back. To calm her crying which didn't want to end. To help her broken trust, to fix her mental health, to push away pain and suffering. Damn it, whatever it was. It had to be better, otherwise it would be impossible to live on. When he heard her another sob, he couldn't endure it. His eyes slowly, but surely started to produce tears too. How was it possible that he had broken his promise? To protect her from any danger, to take care of her, to bring her joy, happiness and love. Why had he disappointed her?

"I'm so sorry, Elena."

It was impossible to avoid it, pain in his voice betrayed him. Nate hugged her tighter, as if he couldn't live without her now. Perhaps it was a sign of his deep love which he felt. Or maybe he showed an even greater regret and apology. Nonetheless she pulled away from him, put her hands on his face and looked deeply into his eyes. His first thought was to dodge, because the look at her crying was unbearable. But something inside him was stronger.

"Promise me something."

Oh my god, what could it be? Former treasure hunter had to prepare for the worst. At first his mouth didn't want to move. Future consequences could be fatal, but intuition told him the opposite.

"Anything." There was another hurtful silence.

"Don't do it ever again... okay?"

Her "okay". Her "okay" was good news. In fact, the best he could get. Unexpected sign that she forgave him. Confirmation that she wanted to stay with him. Assurance that their future could continue despite this incident. But what if not? What if it was a mere ghost of a fleeting hope for reconciliation? But then came another gesture which dissipated his doubts completely. She leaned in and tenderly, longly and lovingly kissed him. It was a sensitive message from heaven. The soft, fragile perfection of the special angel. Nate pulled her gently closer to his heart. When this extraordinary contact between them ended, she rested her head on his shoulder, desiring to be protected. Nate said nothing and hugged her tightly, understanding what she needed now. Peaceful environment full of love and tenderness. He heard her calm breathing, she listened to his repeated heartbeat. Perfect tune of two human instruments. Pleasant minutes went by, but suddenly Elena remembered something.

"The cleaning," she said, a little horrified, realizing that the arrival of the visit was coming. Journalist raised her head and then her body wanted to join, but her husband pulled her soothingly to him.

"It can wait," he explained to her shortly. It wasn't possible to do something else after this strenuous experience. But Elena had a different opinion.

"No, it can't," and she leaned on her elbow, so that she could look into his eyes. "We can't refuse Cutter and Chloe. We did that three times already."

Good argument, on which he had forgotten. In addition, former treasure hunter lacked enthusiasm. However, if she wanted to be stubborn as usual, it would be reasonable to suggest something.

"What about this. After some rest, we'll do it together... okay?"

That sounded nice. It was true that she didn't have as much strength as before, and a few minutes of sleep would be pleasantly refreshing. If he really wanted to help her and his offer wasn't only disappearing wind, the cleaning time would be much shorter. Elena didn't have to think long. All the terms of the agreement were satisfactory.

"Okay," her consent containing one word and she slowly lay back on his shoulder.

The quiet and favorite place, which was ideal for relaxing. Nate was glad she had agreed. Above all, he wanted to reassure her more after... He again embraced her tightly and since it was hot, they didn't need blankets.

"But only for 20 minutes," she set up time. He smiled lightly, because her tone was adorable.

"Deal," and he confirmed it with soft and light kiss on her forehead.

She then closed her eyes and he did the same thing. Their intimate embrace and pleasant proximity were like a lullaby whose words contained a subtext of fatigue and exhaustion. Before long, both fell asleep, going into dreamland. But their bodies needed much more strength than they expected, because when the phone located in the living room rang, no one picked it up. Their sleep was too deep and after unsuccessful attempt was recorded a message on later. Then, when Elena slowly and sleepily opened her eyes, she looked at the clock hanging above the bedroom's door. The residual fatigue immediately turned into consternation, because those 20 minutes stretched to an hour.

Writing this chapter took a slightly different direction than was originally planned. Improvising, right? :)