"You liked it, you liar." he growled.
She sobbed, shaking her head and tried to cross her arms to hide her breasts. What were they doing? What was HE doing! She was only 17, and he was Sean's brother. His brother!
She gasped and cried out when he grabbed her wrists again, yanking them away from her body so he could attach his mouth to nipple again, sucking and playing nipping it. He knew his way with women, so he knew how to make a girl tremble to her knees.
Emma sobbed harder but moaned and whimpered in between his sucking. This wasn't fair. She didn't want to, but her body did and she was getting turned on even if she didn't want to admit it. She cried harder, wondering if she really was the tease he said she was.
It was more confusing for her to admit she was actually attracted to him. He was a beautiful man, stood on his own two feet, was muscular but not by to much, and older, and groomed himself nicely. When she saw him for the first time in years again, she blushed when he gave her that wolfish grin he always had when he had realised it was her (Or maybe he knew all along. That asshole played her). That's when she knew she may of admitted she liked his wondering eyes but she didn't think he'd go this far. She wasn't sure if she should cry rape...
She couldn't bare to watch what he was doing to her though
Another muffled groan escaped his mouth, and then his head moved until he had latched onto the other breast. Sucking that one roughly into his mouth, his fingers left her wrists to slip behind her knees.
Lifting one of her legs, he forced her to straddle him, then pulled her forward so that she slid along the seat. She was now in his lap, and his fingers dug into her thighs as he continued to devour her flesh.
"Please stop," she gasped when his touch became even rougher.
Releasing her nipple, his icy eyes met hers as he smiled. His hands lifted til they cupped both of her breasts, and his thumbs brushed gently against the tight nubs in a small apology. Dropping them suddenly, he leaned back against the door, and ran his large palms up and down the tops of her thighs that straddled him while he continuingly gazed at her naked upper body.
When she bit her lower lip, he grabbed her chin and almost groaned right there. He'd give her something to bite that lip even harder for. Like a good fucking.
He was rock hard, and he reached down to the button of his jeans and popped it open. "I have something for you," he said darkly, "That you want."
Grasping the zipper between his fingers, he slowly pulled it down, and watched in fascination as her eyes widened again as they dropped to his fingers. Reaching inside, he gripped his swollen cock with his fingers, and pulled it out so that it jetted up towards his stomach. He wasn't a preacher, but he knew he was good size.. enough for a virgin to tremble in fear.
Even as Emma did tremble, her eyes swooped across it, and he felt himself twitch. No one who was getting 'raped' would want to look at it, or be impressed by it like he knew she was right now. She could deny, deny, deny, but he knew.
"No," she breathed as her eyes took it in. "No, I can't, Tracker-"
Attempting to leave his lap, she leaned towards the front seat in a desperate attempt to flee. His hand quickly darted out, and encircled her throat to stop her movements. Pulling her back so that she faced him, his fingers lightly squeezed as he glared at her.
"What did I say about telling me no?" he asked dangerously. "Do you want me to hurt you?" he questioned as if she wasn't thinking clearly.
Her hazel eyes widened in distress, and she quickly shook her head. "Please," she gasped. "Please, no."
Releasing her neck, he ran his fingers through the side of her hair to soothe her. "You're not going anywhere, kiddo" he said softly. "We're not done."
His fingers still encircled his impressive length, and he began to lightly stroke himself. Her uneasy gaze dropped to his shaft again, and her lips parted in dismay. It seemed amazingly huge to her innocent eyes. A monster. The sight of her watching him, made a small groan escape him as his thumb slid over the throbbing head.
"I want your mouth," he growled low in his throat. Lifting his hands, he grasped her face between his fingers, and pulled her down. "Back up," he ordered.
Her hands dropped to his legs to brace herself as he pulled on her head. Her knees scuttled backwards in confusion as one of his hands slid into her hair to grip a good handful. When she looked down, he was holding his cock in his hand, and it was pointed directly at her. The tip was an inch from her face.
"Open your mouth," he grunted, "You know this part. I heard you were a blow job whore for quite some time so show me."
She obeyed him immediately, and he lowered her head until the tip of his cock pushed between her lips. Releasing his hold on it, he slipped his other hand into her hair, and pulled her down until his cock was buried in her mouth. With zero hesitation, he began to lift her head up and down his shaft.
Pushing her hair back so that he had a decent view, he continuously bobbed her head up and down his length for several seconds before the intensity of it made him pull her down hard at the same time that his hips thrust upwards.
Holy shit.
Holy fuck she was really sucking him off.
5 inches inches of rock hard cock filled her throat, making him throw his head back to groan loudly as her eyes squinted shut, and she began to gag.
Jay wasn't this big..
When he finally allowed her to pull back, she panted for air, and looked up at him. Her large puppy eyes were pleading, but it only turned him on further. Pulling her head down, he filled her throat again.
It became a slow process. Holding her tightly, his fingers curved around her skull as he plunged between her lips to bury himself deep again and again. His strength was overpowering. His hands like clamps. She had no choice but to take every inch of cock that he was giving her.
When he would lift her, she'd splutter, and try to breathe. Then he would slam upward between her descending lips, and her eyes would tighten as she gagged and choked and again would then gasp for air.
"That feels so good," he whispered gruffly as his engorged member filled her yet again. "We're going to do it fast now," he informed her. "But I don't want to cum yet, so it will only be for a second."
Her eyes widened just by the word 'fast'. She didn't know how much more she could go.
Tightening his hold even further, he gripped her hair in his fists, and began quickening the pace. His hips positioned upward, while his hands held her in place so that he could pound into her face. It made a wet gurgling noise that could barely be heard over the sound of him grunting until she began to really choke.
When he yanked her head up, and off of him, he let out a sigh of pleasure as she scrambled to breathe. "Good girl!" he enthused. He didn't want to choke the poor thing. It was her first time (With him). "You took that like a champ. On your knees again."
Releasing her head, he gripped her beneath her arms, and lifted her until she was once again kneeling over him. Her eyes were dazed, and her hair was messed as she panted before him.
Smiling at her, his fingers reached between them until he had the button of her jeans grasped between his fingers. Flipping it open, he pulled the zipper down. The top of her white, cotton panties appeared to his gaze, and his smile became a grin as he looked at them.
A sound of appreciation escaped his throat as he dipped his fingers into the sides of her jeans, and slowly began dragging them down her hips. He pulled on them until they were pooled at her knees then gazed between her legs at the soft cotton that covered her.
"I like these" he whispered as he slid his fingers between her thighs to rub her slit through the fabric. The contact made her jump, but she didn't raise her hands to stop him. She seemed to stare off into space slightly as he explored her.
His fingers slid back and forth gently in a teasing manner, and when the fabric began to moisten beneath his touch he grit his teeth and chuckled in satisfaction. It urged him to lift his hands to the top of them, and pull them down so that they were pooled along with her jeans.
His eyes heated further as he gazed down at her wet slit. It was shaved, very odd for a virgin, but not uncommon. His eyes devoured it as his hands grasped onto her thighs, and slid upwards. His palms ran over her hips, and circled back until he was holding her soft, round little ass in his hands. With a light grunt, he squeezed it roughly with his fingers as his cock twitched between them.
"I knew from the moment I saw you that you would feel as good as you looked," he rasped thickly. He then snickered and corrected, "The moment I saw you again when I returned" he explained. "you're not that 13 year ol' brat anymore."
She just made a small whimper. His words seemed to break her from her daze as she looked at him straight on. As their gazes met, he trailed one hand over her hip, sliding the tips of his fingers across her stomach. Tilting his head back slightly, his hand slid low, and his palm brushed her mound before two of his fingers slid between her moist lips as he searched for her opening.
When they easily found it, and pushed inside of her she finally reacted. Her eyes widened, and her hands lifted to grip his shoulders to steady herself as her entire body jerked, and tensed.
He groaned at the feel of her. "You are so unbelievably tight," he told her thickly in amazement. His fingers pushed deeper, and she tensed further and cried out.
"Shhhh, baby," he soothed her. "I need to play with it first. I need you nice and wet for me before I fuck you. It will hurt bad if I shove my cock into you without getting it wet first."
As he finished telling her this, he smiled and reached for her hips to pull her closer. Once she was positioned where he wanted her, he leaned forward slightly so that their mouths were barely a breath apart.
"Tell me how this feels," he whispered.
Gripping his cock in hand, he palmed the back of her ass to hold her in place as he slid the head between her folds. It glided along her slippery gash until it reached her ass, then he slid it back towards her clit. He rubbed himself back and forth as her fingers dug into his shoulders.
"What are you doing?" she gasped in agony, her eyes could barely stay open.
His lips lifted in a half smile as he looked into her eyes. "I'm getting you ready to be fucked nice and hard."
Slipping his cock to her entrance, he gripped both of her hips in his hands, and roughly pulled her down to his lap as his shaft pushed deep inside of her. It tore through the barrier like paper, and she screamed as it filled her, screaming into his neck as he shut his eyes tight. He didn't like that kind of scream from her, but in time, it'd get better
Reaching up quickly to grip her mouth with his palm, he held her cheeks in his grasp as a long moan escaped him. "God, you're fucking tight," he breathed again.
Slipping out slightly, he rocketed into her again barely noticing her wince of discomfort as she mewled beneath his palm. "Yeah," he breathed loving the feel of her clenched around him. "Fuck yes."
Her pooled jeans were hampering his ability to get deeper, and it began to aggravate him. With a growl of frustration he pulled out of her, and lifted her beneath her ass cheeks so that he could move their position.
Holding onto her, he leaned forward, and pulled his leg under him for leverage so that he could push her onto her back. Once she was on the seat beneath him, he knelt between her legs, and urgently yanked her jeans and panties from her, and threw them in the front seat. She was still panting and whimpered from the hymen breaking.
Now that the barrier was gone, his fingers swiftly parted her knees so that he could get closer. His palms pressed to the back of her thighs pushing her legs up as his thighs came into contact with her ass.
Reaching down, he gripped onto his cock eagerly, and blindly slid along her folds until he found what he wanted, and pushed into her again with one hard slam. When she was filled to the hilt, he let out a roar of pleasure as she cried out beneath him.
Pausing only a moment to enjoy the pure bliss of the way that it felt, he leaned over her and clamped his fingers over her mouth again as he roughly began to ride her. His cock slammed into her over and over again as his breathing grew labored, and she mewled into the skin of his palm.
"TRACKER! IT HURTS!" she cried. Her tits bounced up and down each town he moved into her.
"I know baby, I'm sorry, but the first time it will." he growled and fucked her harder.
Burying his face against her neck, he slid his other hand between them to grip one of her tits in his hand, and mauled the soft skin before pinching her nipple. The action made her muffled cries grow louder. The sounds were only an enhancement for him, and he moaned against her ear as he plowed into her.
"Do you like having my thick cock inside of you?" he asked in a pant. "You love it, don't you?" Ramming hard, he paused, then swirled his hips in a small circle. "Your cunt is so fucking tight," he groaned as a shudder rocked through him. He began to viciously pound between her legs once more.
His lips parted against her neck as his body moved on top of hers. He emphasized each thrust that he made with his hips by grunting softly while uttering words of encouragement into her ear.
"That's right," he panted. "Spread your legs like a good girl" Reaching down, he gripped her thigh in his hand, and pulled her leg up higher so that he could push even deeper. His fingers trailed down to her ass, and he gripped it hard as he lowered his head to watch himself slip into her.
When he saw his cock pushing between her folds, forcing it's way in, he let out another low pitched groan, and stilled with only the tip inside of her. Gazing down at it hypnotically, he slid in fast, then slowly pulled out until only the head was buried. Pushing forward slowly this time, he felt her hotly clutching around him, grasping at his shaft.
"Agh!" he moaned as he buried his face against her chest. "Fuck!"
Now that he had her, and felt how much better she even felt, he could never let her go now. She was made for him.
Lifting his head, and straightening his back he plunged into her hard, and looked down at her face where he still had his hand pressed tightly to her mouth. Her neck was arched back slightly, and her eyes were fluttering and trying not to roll back in pleasure.
"Look at me." he demanded. Releasing her mouth, he gripped onto the sides of her head, pressing his thumbs into her cheeks, and held eye contact. Losing himself, he pressed his mouth to hers, and forced her lips wide as he plunged into yet another part of her body. His tongue swirled against hers, and with another low pitched groan that rumbled from his throat and into her mouth, he came.
A hot load came from his body and into hers, and as it flowed out of him, he stiffened and pressed himself as deep as he could get. His entire body shuddered.
When it ended, he was still. His fingers eased their hold upon her head as he lifted his mouth, and looked down at her. She didn't move or speak. She only returned his stare, her eyes haunted yet slightly curious.
His thumbs absentmindedly brushed over the skin of her cheeks as he looked at her.
"That was amazing. You were amazing." he breathed softly.
She couldn't believe it. Tracker had ripped her virginity away from her, and her body liked it. One of his hands lifted to brush her hair back repeatedly and said in a soothing gesture. "It's over," he whispered. "Don't cry."
She had tears since he broke through her hymen. He had just noticed? She looked away, a little embarressed..kind of humiliated.
Pulling out of her, he sat back on his knees, and pulled his jeans up. He looked down at her trembling form as he closed the button, and zipped them up. Reaching to the front seat, he gripped her clothes in his hand, and set them down between his legs before leaning down, and picking her up beneath the arms so that she was sitting up in front of him.
Her breath shook as he slowly dressed her, watching him at the corner of her eyes. He was being so careful and gentle now. What? The bastard only was a monster when he fucked?
Once he had her shirt and jacket in place, his eyebrows furrowed as he held her jeans, and panties in his hands. "You're going to have to put these on," he said quietly.
Taking them from him, she slipped them on in a daze as he slipped between the seats to resume his position in the driver's seat. Grabbing her fallen shoes, she put those on as well. Once she had them on, he held his hand out to her so that she could follow him.
She took it, but didn't look at him. Putting her hands on the head rest, she lifted herself out of the back seat, and dropped into the seat beside his. Her eyes stared vacantly out the windshield as they sat in silence and she shifted a bit. She must still be hurting from losing her v card.
Running a hand through his blonde hair, he sighed. Leaning towards her, he reached to open the glove compartment in front of her, and his sudden close proximity made her jump. Taking in her reaction, he slid his fingers inside of it, and rummaged around for a moment before pulling out a pack of Marlboro reds.
Opening the box, he pulled one out, and lifted it to his lips before pushing in the car's lighter. After a moment, it popped back out, and he lifted it to his face so that he could light the cigarette.
Small puffs of smoke escaped his lips while he slipped the key into the ignition, and started the car. He cracked the window on his side about an inch, then reached down to the gear shift to put it in reverse before he glanced at her again and pulled the car out.
Using two fingers to pull the filter from his mouth, he exhaled slowly, and threw the car into drive before turning down the lane that led them back out of the cemetery. He rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand as he grimaced.
"I'm glad that you were a virgin," he stated ruefully. " I'm sure I would have been fairly angry if you hadn't been." he snickered bitterly, "I don't know what would make me more mad..if my brother had taken it, or that loser Hogart. Or worst..that little shrimp you're dating right now." he seemed to glare at her.
Her eyes widened, and it seemed she had just remembered the 'shrimp'. Hmm, would she now claim rape now that she had cheated? Or just give up the loser for him ?
Tilting his head to gaze at her, he had to admit, "I don't like the idea of anyone touching you," he said sternly. The car passed the cemetery gates, and made a right turn as he eased the wheel around. "You're mine now," he stated matter of factly.
This did cause a reaction. Turning her head, she looked at him.
Glancing at her briefly he went on. "I'm going to take you home. I'm going to do that because I know where you live. I know just about everything there is to know about you, Emma."
Her eyes widened slightly as she took this in. "How do you know everything?"
He smiled. "Other than the stuff Sean's told me? I know you go to Degrassi, I know your step Dad teaches there, and that your mom is named Christine. She's a hairdresser. Seen her stuff on facebook...very nice. And I know you have a baby brother."
Tilting his head, he reached up to lightly scratch the side of his neck. Then he leaned down slightly to tap his cigarette into the ashtray.
He then met her eyes directly. "I don't think you'll tell anyone, Emma. I know how much you care about your family...and I think you liked it."
Her mouth parted slightly, but she didn't speak.
"Thought so." he said with a smile.
The car rolled towards the block where she lived. As they neared it, he pulled the Dodge into a vacant spot a few houses down, and he put it into park before turning to look at her.
"Now," he said silkily as he appraised her. His hand still rested upon the wheel. "This is the way things are going to work." Glancing out the windshield for a moment to look around, he turned back to her. His voice became even softer as he spoke.
"I'm going to come for you again. I'm not going to tell you when, and I'm not going to tell you where, but when you see me you will not scream. You will not run. You will just come to me. You will quietly get into this car, and do what I tell you to. Is this understood?"
When she mindlessly gawked at him, he scowled. "I said, do you understand me, Emma?"
She was never this quiet before! It made him want to laugh.
Nodding slowly, her mind raced at the implication he was making. This wasn't over. Why did that make her knees weak? Why was his eyes smoldering her so much?
"Say it," he demanded.
Obediently she repeated his words. "I won't scream. I won't run. I'll get in the car, and do what you tell me to." she swallowed hard, and his eyes twinkled when he noticed her thighs tighten together. He wondered if she'd think of him tonight.
"Good girl," he said again with a curt nod. His eyes slid over her face as he appraised her. "I don't want to hurt you," he said in warning. "Don't make me." Tilting his head, he pressed his lips to hers and kissed her passionately. It took gripping the back of her hair to make her whimper and kiss back, shoving her tongue against his. Damn, she was a real nice kisser.
He pulled away panting, or else he would stop. Her lips were swollen and she looked at him with wide eyes.
"You can go," he told her abruptly and he unlocked the doors.
Immediately reaching for the handle, she opened the door. As she leaned to get out, he reached a hand out to quickly snatch her arm within his hold which caused her to look at him in surprise.
"It won't always be like this," he promised her. "It gets better when you get better" His dark eyes were certain as he stared at her. "As long as you don't try to fight what you so clearly want, and you learn how to truly fuck a man, then you'll see this in a whole new light. Try to think about that."
When she nodded obediently once more, he released her. She quickly stepped out of the car, and closed the door. His eyes followed her as she hurriedly made her way towards her house before running up the stairs.
He started the engine as she pulled open the door, and disappeared inside. Reaching for another cigarette, he pulled away from the curb, and headed down the street.
My beautiful Emma, this is far from over.
Author note : Does everyone like the relationship they have? Him calling the shots? Would they like to see Emma like it more or have any body else step into the picture? What if Sean found out.