2. Taken By The Villain

JADE

He was right, my God was he right. I've always wanted to be taunted and fucked senselessly. The way he was speaking to me made me want this more, I could feel the heat building up in my core.

​I pulled the skirt up to my waist. I felt exposed, vulnerable, and more turned on than I had ever been in my life. He looked down at the dark patch of moisture on my lace pant and let out a soft, mocking huff of air.

​"Open your legs, Jade," he commanded, but he still didn't  touch me.

​I did it. I eased my thighs apart, the cool air hitting my heated skin making me shiver with desire.

​He stepped closer, but instead of reaching for me, he opened the book to the page I’d bookmarked. He held it out to me. "Read it."

​"What?" I whispered, my voice trembling.

​"Read the highlighted section out loud," he said, his eyes boring into mine. "The part where she performs for him. Read it, or the investment consideration is over and the funding is gone."

​I took the book with shaking hands. My eyes blurred, but I found the words. "'He... he told her to touch herself while he watched,'" I read, my voice barely audible. "'He wanted to see her fingers disappear into her own silky folds so he would know exactly how ready she was for him.'"

​"And?" Ryan prompted, his voice low and sexy. "Keep going."

​I swallowed hard. I reached down, my fingers hovering over the edge of my panties. I slid one finger under the elastic, finding the slick, swollen folds of my pussy. I let out a small, broken whimper as I touched myself.

​"Higher," Ryan hissed. "I want to see everything."

I pulled the lace of my panties to the side, my fingers shaking as I found my wet spot. I started to rub my clit hard, staring right into Ryan’s dark eyes. I felt so wet, my fingers were sliding all over the place. I could hear the gross, hot squelching sounds of my hand moving against my pussy.

It was so embarrassing but it made me even hornier. I was becoming the girl in the book, and Ryan was way more terrifying than any hero on a page.

​"Oh... oh my God," I gasped. My head fell back. "Ryan, it feels so good."

​"Show me how you do it when you're alone and thinking about a man like me," he said. He sounded so demanding that it made me wetter.

​"I think about it... ah! I think about being used like this every night," I confessed. I was panting. I shoved two fingers deep inside myself and let out a choked scream. 

“Ngh. Ah!” I was so tight. I started pumping my fingers in and out of my own hole, hearing that loud, wet slushy sound against my thighs.

​"Talk to me, Jade. Tell me what it feels like," he growled.

​"It's so hot... I'm so wet for you, Ryan. Oh God, right there! Yes!" I started moving my hand like a freak. I was rubbing myself so hard it almost hurt, but I couldn't stop. I was shaking. My hips were bucking off the table, hitting the wood with a thud over and over.

​"Faster," he ordered.

​I went even faster, “oh! Ryan it’s too much.. gonna... I'm gonna cum! Ryan! Oh! Oh! Ahhh!"

Just as I was about to scream and finish, he moved. He grabbed my wrist and yanked my hand away from my pussy.

​"Enough," he growled. "I've seen enough.”

​He grabbed my waist and hoisted me onto the table easily. The wood was freezing against my bare ass, and I shivered.  He stood between my legs, his eyes burning into mine.

​"In the book, she begs him to finish what she started," Ryan said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Is that what you want, Jade? Do you want the real thing? Do you want my cock?"

​"Please," I sobbed. I grabbed his tie and pulled him closer. "Please, Ryan. I’m so empty. It hurts. Please, just fuck me. Please!"

​He gave me a slow, wicked smirk. He reached for his belt. The sound of the leather was so hot. He unzipped his pants and his cock snapped out. It was so huge that my eyes flew wide open at the sight of it. I had never seen anything that big in my life!

It was long and thick with veins, and it was already throbbing. ​He grabbed my hips and pulled me to the very edge of the table. He took the head of his cock and started rubbing it up and down my slit. He was getting himself all covered in my mess.

​"I'm going to ruin this book for you," he whispered, leaning down to bite my earlobe hard. "You’ll never be able to read another word without feeling me inside you. You’re going to think of my cock every time you close your eyes."

​Then he lunged. He buried the whole thing inside me in one violent, massive thrust.

​"AHHHHH!" I screamed. The sound echoed off the high ceilings.

​He was so big I felt like I was being ripped open. It was so much. But then the pleasure came and I rolled my eyes till the black disappeared. I was shaking. My walls clamped around him, trying to hold on to every inch.

​"You're so tight," he grunted. His face was twisted like he was in pain. "Fuck, Jade. You're so tight. You really were waiting for me, weren't you?"

​"Yes! Yes, Ryan! Oh my God!"

​He started to move. It wasn't gentle. It was brutal but delicious. 

Slap. Slap. Slap. 

Every time his balls hit me, it sounded like a bomb. The table was sliding across the floor from the force of it. He didn't try to kiss me, he just watched my face while he hammered into me.

​"You're mine now," he hissed, going even faster. I was a sobbing, shaking mess. "I own you. I own your books. I own every dirty thought in your head. Say it!"