Young Mistress (R-18)

Prologue

"I'm going to make you mine," he promise between gasps for air.

"Ahhh ahhh Aaron! you'll pay for forcing me!" I moan while he keep on thrusting.

"I am Aaron, and I'm beyond redemption," he whispered. He didn't flinch at my taunts, that fury only fueling his brutal rhythm. His face twists in a snarl as he drive deeper in me, the table creaking beneath us.

"You want to know what pays?" he spit between clenched teeth. "It's this... submission."

The slapping of skin echoes through the air as he continue to ravage me with reckless abandon. My cries and moans grow more desperate, mingling with mine in a cacophony of primal passion.

"I'll make certain it's only me who knows the true depths of your surrender." he said with conviction.

"Please let me go. Stop being obsessed with me. I won't tell anyone, just let me go," I begged.

He pause for a moment, his chest heaving with exertion as he gaze down at me with a mixture of fury and tenderness. The grip on my wrists eases slightly, allowing me to speak in a low, menacing tone.

"You shouldn't have whispered those forbidden words," he hissed. "Once they were spoken, we both knew the consequences."

Gripping my wrists once more, he continue the brutal assault on your body.

"Obsession?" a snarl forms on his lips. "This is no mere obsession... it's an all-consuming desire that cannot be silenced."

My cries grow louder as our primal dance reaches its climax.

"I am Aaron, and I will not be swayed from my desire," he whispered like a chant, reminding me who he is, and what he can do to satiate his thirst for me.

He grunt in satisfaction as my pleas only serve to fuel his lust. With a sudden burst of strength, he release my wrists and swing myself around to pin me beneath him.

My arms are trapped at his sides as he sink deeper in me, the table creaking against the force of our lovemaking. His face is inches from mine, our ragged breathing mingling with pantomime scattering every thought but this primal urge that binds us together.

"You're mine," his voice drops to a growl. "And you'll bear witness to its truth."

With renewed vigor, he drive in me once more, determined to make this moment permanent in his memory.