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faster; she
had never hit anyone in her life, a bit of hair-pulling with some bullies at
school but never a proper slap. She wasn’t even sure how to execute it
correctly. She lifted up her hand tentatively and then struck him hard across
the face. The sharp sound of hand meeting cheek caused Pru to gasp and bite her
lip in shock. Even Ethan was taken by surprise and he began to rub his cheek,
smiling in amusement.
    “Is that all
you got?” he teased.
    Pru quickly overcame her reserve
and she lifted up her hand again. It appeared that she needed no further
instruction and feeling encouraged by a rush of excitement, she slapped him a
second time. Soon they were struggling as he gripped her at the wrists, holding
them down as he tried to disable her. The more she tried to fight him off, the
more Ethan tightened his grasp and the more inflamed she became by the flurry.
    She was reaching a high that felt
gloriously euphoric, akin to heroin in its addictiveness. He grappled with her,
trying to kiss her roughly on the mouth while Pru, with her hands
incapacitated, battled to turn her face repeatedly away from him. Ethan, unable
to ignore this stimulus any longer, pushed forward. “That’s better Pru. Now I
just hope...”
    He paused for a second, cutting short
his words. His respite was misleading when suddenly he took her by surprise.
She yelped out and then he smiled knowingly, ready to finish his sentence.
    “...you can
take it.”
    His
temperament then changed as he buckled under a rush of adrenaline and his
groans became coarser. His assertive hands ravished her with an insatiable
appetite, while his thrusts increased in tempo, forcing her behind to chafe
against the rug. She found the feel of the wool a strange contradiction,
enjoyably soft and abrasive at the same time. She loved that he could cause her
discomfort when he became bullish. She was almost on the verge of asking that
he eased up slightly but she couldn’t bring herself to say the words; his force
was just too damn sexy. She also couldn’t chance any more interruptions.
    “I did warn
that you’d get it hard,” he panted into her ear, his tone deep and ominous. The
innocuous threat had exactly the desired effect on Pru and she whimpered with a
heightened arousal as her eyes darkened to ebony orbs.
    He pulled up her hands over her
head, clamping them together, leaving his one hand free to roam over her
heaving breasts. His short, heavy breaths buffeted against the side of her neck
and cheeks as he continued his frantic trespass over her body. She felt taken
and defenceless, impaled to the floor by his length; this was hernirvana,
enslaved by her red-blooded master.
    She pulled
up her head to nip at his shoulder and on glancing down she saw the fervid
bounce of his ass slamming into her. That was all it took to ignite her ardour
to a code red situation and with her impending relief just a thrust away, she
was more than ready to let go.
    Her feral
cries resounded throughout the house in a crescendo as deliverance ran through
to her very core. He pushed down hard into her as they came together, slowing
down to a simultaneous rhythm as they reached their final moments and he had
flooded her. Pru cherished these moments, the feeling of being closer than
close, kindred spirits. A warm glow radiated throughout her body and she
crumpled in exhaustion, with the comforting weight of Ethan pressed upon her.
She adored every fibre of his body, even the wisp of his breath against her
neck. Before long she drifted dreamily into sleep, cosseted in his embrace.

Chapter 4 – Devastation
    Present Day
    I’m suddenly
hurtled back into the present when my ‘pickup’ brushes the hair away from my
neck and plants butterfly kisses on my nape. At the same time, his fingertips
zigzag lightly down my side. I desperately try to control my breathing in an
effort to convince him that I’m asleep. He reaches around to my front, and his
fingers begin to circle my nipples and cup