Chapter Four

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Rukia couldn't focus, her head was swimming while her legs felt like they were about to give out from under her as the room began to tilt and swirl. Every thing was moving so fast. She tried to grasp what was going on. Who was he? How did he know about she and Shuuhei? Why did she like it, being manhandled and forced the way she was?

Rukia tried to push herself up off the cold desk, but Ichigo lowered his weight, pressing down on her with his torso, keeping her pinned in place.

Her nipples were hard and with them being dragged over the cool surface of the teachers large wooden desk it only added to her forced and unexpected stimulation. He had planned this, she figured out, for she had taken notice to the fact that he cleared off his desk right before lunch.

She could easily cry out now since his large warm hands, like a bear wearing mink gloves, were preoccupied roaming over her body, seemingly and trying to touch every inch of her.

Ichigo was losing himself in the feeling of her, mumbling incoherently as he went. He loved her heated pale skin, her aroused scent and her muffled, frustrated moans; his hot breath mumbling lewd erotic things in her ear every few moments.

But Rukia didn't cry out. She didn't want to. Why?

Rukia arched into Ichigo uncontrollably, relishing in the feel of his hands raking over her body. Her pussy lips engorged and dripping the moment he grabbed her by the arm and threw her over the desk. She turned her head suddenly and hid herself face down. Her school slippers were squeaking on the floor as she struggled for footing.

"We'll go slow next time." Ichigo accentuated his words by flicking his tongue against her ear while a hand cupped under her breast and started squeezing her hard nipple roughly. His eyes brightened noticing that Rukia's struggling was futile against him. Her body giving in to him almost immediately when she too finally took notice.

"I've been waiting so long for this, Rukia. I just can't hold back." Their was a gleeful eagerness in his voice as he roughly kicked Rukia's legs wider. His other hand pulling at her ass cheek.

Rukia felt a rush of cool air on her lewdly exposed flesh, then warmth began building again as Ichigo pressed against her. She felt his short prickly pubic hairs against her ass. It sent another unwanted erotic tingle up her spine. Her teacher was naked behind her, about to fuck her. Her breathing was shallow. She knew she should scream, cry out even, but she couldn't make herself do it. Why?

Rukia's eyes widened, but still she didn't scream out, when she felt the hot head of his cock sliding over her sensitive flesh. She had seen, even tasted, Shuuhei's before and it was hot to the touch but not like what she was feeling now.

The wet sound of Ichigo's thick erect member sliding in her sticky warm nectar was causing Rukia to blush and squirm under him once more.

He's really going to do it, isn't he? What about Hisagi? She kept saying to herself. She wanted to think of Shuuhei, to see him, to ask him to forgive her for what was about to begin. But as if he knew what she was thinking Ichigo grabbed Rukia's chin roughly turning her to face him awkwardly over her shoulder. He gave her blushing cheek a long languid lick before he roughly kissed her on the mouth. Ichigo forced his thick tongue through Rukia's resistance lips. Her blue eyes were big, filled with panic but mostly with lusty anticipation as his tongue began massaging hers.

Adrenaline fueled lust was beginning to blind Rukia to her promise, her body had been aching for release and she was about to get it. And she wanted it. Rukia's hands dug in the wood desk under her, what was she doing. He was so hot to the touch, smothering her again in his erotic aura. Lightening was going off in her body, her clit was throbbing. His hands were every where at once it seemed, and it felt heavenly as she was shamelessly beginning to enjoy every salacious sensation.

Ichigo's hand gripped her proud perky breast roughly and his other hand was now on her hip; digging into her flesh as he sunk himself into her. The lustful and vengeful teacher buried his head into Rukia's neck which was slick with sweat already. A sensual beastly gratified groan escaping as he did.

The feeling of Rukia's cunt was hot, tight, wet and utterly exquisite. It was a long dream finally coming true. She was literally sucking him in. He was immediately met with resistance and as soon as he felt it he couldn't stop his smile when knowing that he had in fact beat Shuuhei to the prize that was her virginity.

Ichigo pulled out slowly, raising off Rukia just slightly so that he could look down at his fallen, quivering and wanton prey. She was like a baby gazelle caught firmly under a libidinous lion. Ichigo then curled back over Rukia, the tip of his cock still planted in her entrance, and positioned himself.

He slid back out slowly.

"This may hurt." he growled in her ear, then licking her cheek again, as he waited just an instant before shoving the full length of his shaft into her tight virgin cunt.

His rough and unforgiving thrust into Rukia's virgin depth was met with a wince and a cry of pain so loud that Ichigo quickly clamped his hand over her mouth to quiet her.

"Shhh…shhh. It'll only hurt for a moment. Shhh." He whispered tenderly in her ear trying to comfort her.

Rukia's anguished moans were stifled by Ichigo's large hand. The pain was almost unbearable, like having cramps only amplified and for several long minutes that's all she felt.

The pain dulled all other sensations in her body. Ichigo stay curled over her, she was stiff and her breath remained caught up in her chest as she panted thru the pain.

What was meant for Shuuhei was now taken by Ichigo Kurosaki. But she swore the tears were only for the pain, just only the pain.

Ichigo began to move his pelvis back and forth, his cock sliding in with long steady strokes and she felt the sawing sensation of his cock gliding in and out of her tight entrance. He sank back in and enjoyed the feeling of her body beginning to fully relax in his arms.

Rukia felt full and bloated as Ichigo's thick and long cock sunk into her to the hilt, nestling in her contracting warm wet insides. Rukia wanted to cry, though most of her pain was gone, she still felt as if she would be ripped apart. But she was speechless, breathless even, as Ichigo's ragged breath came into focus in her ears. The pain was ebbing away but he stayed planted inside her, his hands exploring her again.

Ichigo was relishing the feeling of his virgin conquest. He had waited so long for this. Gone were the days when he was younger and had imagined some beautiful romantic scene with her, taking her gently when the time came. But now, things were different. He wanted to have her, make her his. Ruin her for all other men. And he would. She wanted a strong man, he would give her that and so much more.

Slowly he began to move short slow strokes in and out of Rukia, over and over. Then he would follow with several long deep probing strokes, that made her want to melt into him. She moaned in spite of herself as the pain all but vanished and his throbbing cock was feeling more blissful and delicious with each passing moment. She inadvertently arched her back to him, allowing her eyes to close in wicked pleasure.

Ichigo smiled at Rukia's positive and growing responses. He tangled his fingers in her thick raven hair, yanking her head back and turning her head to look at him. He racked his eyes over the love sick expression that was displayed on her face before kissing her roughly on the mouth, his other hand kneading her exposed breast as he continued to rock in and out of her.

Rukia moaned, opening her mouth to him, her tongue meeting and swirling slowly around his.

The hand that remained on her breast began massaging her breast more roughly, circling and kneading it sensually one moment then roughly the next, as their kissing became more passionate and deep.

Rukia finally gasped for air from the intense kiss as Ichigo's sawing into her still tender pussy took on longer and rougher strokes again.

Rukia didn't know how long they stayed that way, Ichigo fucking her and taking her to the brink then slowing and kissing her tenderly as if he cared for her. Then pounding deeply into her once more as if he meant to destroy her with his cock from the inside out.

From behind Ichigo watched with sinister delight as his long cock slide in and out of the pink wet depth of Rukia Kuchiki, his cock slick and shiny with her juices. He was willing himself not to come. He wanted to show he what a real man could do to her, how a real man could make her feel. But he felt her insides twitch and knew she was reaching her limit quickly.

"Do you feel that?" he plowed into her with each word. She nodded yes, her mouth slightly open while her eyes began to roll to the back of her head. She felt the lightness in her stomach and knew she would cum at any moment.

"NO ONE will EVER make you fee this good. Do you hear me, Rukia? NO ONE!" he groaned, now pounding into her more violently then ever while pulling her hair with each word. The sound of rapidly slapping skin was heard in the room over the panting coming from them both as Ichigo's rhythm became frantic and savage.

Rukia's eyes opened wide as an incredible sensation was building in the pit of her stomach. She had come before, whether it be by her own hand or Shuuhei's, but the one approaching was like nothing she had ever felt as Ichigo continued to hammer into her roughly. Every few moment's Ichigo would curl himself over Rukia to kiss her before straightening his stance behind her and continuing his assault on her throbbing cunt.

Suddenly the pleasure that was penetrating and rushing deep in her body, exploded. Her orgasm engulfed her like a flash of lightning detonating every nerve in her body with euphoric pleasure. Her vision went white and she cried out like never before. Ichigo didn't bother covering her mouth this time. He could care less who walked in on them at this point.

Ichigo abandoned himself to pleasure while digging his fingers into Rukia's hips as she wiggled them towards him, he felt his hot seed rocket into her burst after burst. His body stiffened as one final thrust emptied all he had in the small wanting cunt.

Rukia moaned in delight feeling his heated liquid filling and then spilling out of her as her body continued to milk him of every last drop.

Blissful passion ebbed away and made way for blissful exhausted satisfaction as Rukia lay incoherent on the desk her eyes distant and happy. Ichigo curled over her, panting heavily.

"I promise that no one will EVER make you feel that good… except me." Ichigo whispered intensely, following his statement with a light kiss to her cheek. "You can see whomever you want, but from this point on, you'll always be mine, Ruki-chan."

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…to be continued