The Maestro's Apprentice by Rhonda Leigh Jones

opened her legs wide for him as he settled on top of her and entered her easily. “Is this what you wanted?” he asked. “You wanted me to fuck you?”
    She nodded vigorously, already panting for him.
    He kept himself raised on his hands as he slid in and out of her slowly. It drove her crazy. She couldn’t help but thrash around on his cock, wanting it harder, and allowed all 50
    the desperation she felt to enter her eyes as he teased in and out of her. “Please,” she whispered again and again.
    “Please what?” he asked, a little smile playing on his lips.
    “Please…” was all she could say.
    Eventually, he gave her what she wanted and began pumping into her, making her backside rub against the rough surface of the rug, which hurt her pinked flesh pleasantly.
    She wanted to throw back her head and close her eyes to concentrate on the intense sensation of this strange man’s dick violating her—that was the fantasy, that he had made her come here, that she didn’t have a choice—but she also wanted to look at his face as he fucked her. She made herself watch him alternately tense his jaw and press his lips together, then slacken those lips and roll back his eyes.
    His bare chest smelled of last night’s sweat. She wanted it pressed against her, but she didn’t dare move.
    Finally, he stopped pumping into her and lowered himself onto his elbows to whisper in her ear. “Is this what you like? Strange men fucking you?”
    Autumn nodded. He slid his arms under her shoulders and pulled her back onto his cock as he ground into her, pressing against clit and labia, bringing her close to climax.
    He was everywhere—on her, in her, around her. Again, she surprised herself by speaking.
    “Tell me…”
    “Tell you what?” he asked before pressing his lips together. It was an expression she found very attractive on him.
    “Tell me…I can’t get away…”

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    He smiled. “You’re a little captive girl, huh? Well, you made the mistake of going with a strange man into his apartment and now he’s fucking you and you can’t get away.
    I’m not letting you go until I’m finished with you.”
    Autumn turned her head to the side so she couldn’t see him anymore. The intensity was too much, but she didn’t want it to stop. The sound of his voice made her moan.
    “I can do anything to you that I want to,” he said between clenched teeth. “I can tie you down and fuck you for days, stick my dick into your pussy until you scream.”
    The electric warmth between her legs exploded in a painful orgasm that made her cry out with a sound halfway between a moan and a scream. Then she lay there panting and looking at him, thinking that this was the man who had done that to her.
    He smiled and kissed her. “Beautiful,” he said and pulled out, shocking her with emptiness. “Get on all fours.”
    Her body shook with spent emotion as she got up and turned around for him, felt him position his cock at her opening and ease himself in. Once inside, he grabbed her hips and began pumping her hard. “Oh…oh, yeah,” he rumbled. His voice seemed even more gravelly as his pleasure heightened. Her body felt helpless as he impaled her again and again, taking his pleasure, sticking it deep. Finally, he growled and slowed his pace, pulling her hard against him once, then again, stabbing his cock into her, then shoving it all the way in and holding it there.
    Autumn lowered the front half of her body down onto her elbows and took deep breaths, wondering what was happening to her, if this made her a slut. She asked herself if she cared enough not to do it, and the answer was no. She felt as though something inside her were awakening.

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    Bill pulled out of her. She kept her position, more out of habit than anything else.
    Claudio had always demanded she not move until he gave her permission. It took a few seconds for Autumn to remember this wasn’t Claudio, and he probably wasn’t going to punish her if she moved. So she