


Obsession

by devle



Category: Erotic Couplings
Published: 2012-05-28
Updated: 2012-05-28
Packaged: 2017-04-22 16:06:52
Chapters: 1
Publisher: literotica.com
Story URL: https://www.literotica.com/s/obsession-33
Author URL:
https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=218176&page=submissions
Summary: He wants her.
Average Rating: 4.66






        Obsession


"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Khrysa yelled.  
  
"Holy shit," Susie looked over her shoulder quickly flipping her blond
ponytail over her opposite shoulder as she checked behind her. "Shut the fuck
up!" She hissed, "this is so top secret." Susie slid beside Khrysa further
entering her small cubicle.  
  
"I'm sorry." Khrysa murmured as she moved her rolly chair back slightly so her
friend Susie could perch her tiny frame onto her desk.  
  
"I didn't think you'd be so pissed, but then again I thought you should know
before we go to our meeting this afternoon."  
  
Khrysa and Susie both worked at an ad agency the two of them together had
invested a lot of time into designing the perfect campaign for the newest
account for the company; a racy new perfume line targeted to the single, sexy,
thirty something female. But now it seemed like all their hard work poring
over designs and project ideas would be for nothing as this new memo proved
which Susie had just placed into her hands.  
  
The account was going to be given over to their partner agency and would
specifically be given to Rage Edwards, the company's new hotshot. Whom Khrysa
hated.  
  
Apparently this was the reason for the unexpected meeting at noon.  
  
Khrysa looked up at her friend Susie. She was so cute, she looked like a
little fairy with her shoulder length blond hair with wide blue eyes in a
heart shaped face, she was also model thin and Khrysa would hate her except
for the fact that Susie was such a sweetheart and a really good friend to
boot.  
  
"We'll get another account, you know that." Susie said placatingly.  
  
"I know, it's just that giving this account to Rage really burns me up.
Bastard."  
  
Susie reached out placing her hand on Khrysa's shoulder. "Hey, don't worry, at
least you look sexy today that should shut Rage up, at least for a minute."  
  
"Oh please," Khrysa rolled her eyes but she did feel well dressed today as she
smoothed her thigh length red dress, it was brand new and maybe a touch
inappropriate for work but hell, who cares? She fingered her V-neckline that
plunged down to the middle of her chest, at least she wore a white lacy cami
under it so she wasn't showing all her goodies. Her brown hair was pulled into
a low side bun, her face was free of makeup as usual with her black brows
groomed to high arches.  
  
Khrysa looked at the desk clock, 11:30. "Hey Susie, come on and come with me
for a quick coffee run before the meeting."  
  
"I can't right this second I have to make copies of a report really fast and
the line for the machine looks so long." Susie looked over the cubicle wall at
the small line forming in front of the copier, sighing audibly.  
  
"No worries, you want the usual?" Khrysa stood up as she picked up her purse.  
  
"Yes, thank you! Next one's on me." Susie stood up as well her black tailored
slacks falling into place effortlessly. "I'd better get over there."  
  
"Meet you in the conference room."  
  
Khrysa stood her black high heels clicking loudly as she walked down the hall
exiting the department.  
  
She was fuming as she walked the one block down the street to the local
Starbuck's.  
  
I hate him, Khrysa thought as she stood in the line for her order. Rage had an
apt name, she thought evilly as a small smile crossed her lips, as that was
the predominant emotion he always stirred within her.  
  
Maybe a little more than that, if she were honest.  
  
Rage Edwards was always present in their department as he was truly the best
designer in his field with catchy ideas. What had always rankled Khrysa was
how arrogant he always was in his words and demeanor.  
  
It also didn't help that he was a fucking god.  
  
The man had a perfect face with an aquiline nose, thick black hair that was
always worn slightly long in a sexy way and he had the most amazing green
eyes.  
  
Then there was his body.  
  
It was obvious the guy didn't sit behind his artists desk all day, he was
serious about working out. He was tall and lean with rippling muscles that all
the ladies at the ad agency noticed whenever he came in.  
  
Yeah, he was something else. "Bastard." Khrysa muttered to herself.  
  
"Excuse me?" The barrista behind the register looked at her oddly.  
  
"Sorry, two chai tea lattes please, make one skinny." For Susie, of course.  
  
When her order was called Khrysa started her walk back to the office meeting
Susie at her cubicle.  
  
"Yea." Susie squealed as she took her cup taking a quick sip before Khrysa saw
her eyes widen as Susie began to choke.  
  
"Are you ok?" Khrysa placed her hand onto Susie's shoulder smacking her on the
back lightly.  
  
Susie only coughed continuing to stare down the hallway, Khrysa followed her
line of view to only see Rage Edwards striding directly toward them. He was
dressed in a casual black button down shirt with the neck open and jeans which
clung nicely to his ass.  
  
He paused at Susie's cubicle looking down at her as Susie hastily grabbed a
napkin touching it to her mouth.  
  
"Everything ok, ladies?" He said smoothly looking from Susie to Khrysa his
eyes traveling over her from head to toe. One corner of his mouth arched up
ever so slightly as he continued to look Khrysa over.  
  
Khrysa was taller than Susie with an athletic build from all her FIRM workouts
and the fact that she actually ate, she stood up straight and took one step
toward Rage ready to say something that she would regret when Susie grabbed
Khrysa's hand and spoke softly. "Of course, thank you for your concern Mr.
Edwards."  
  
Without taking his eyes from Khrysa Rage spoke. "See you in the meeting then.
Khrysa." He inclined his head then continued on to the conference room.  
  
"What the hell were you thinking? It totally looked like you were going to
sock him in the face!" Susie hissed releasing Khrysa as she stood up. "Try to
control yourself, please, we both need this shitty job."  
  
"Ok." Khrysa sighed following Susie into the meeting.  
  
Rage couldn't stop himself from staring at Khrysa, oh, he knew she hated him
for whatever reason and it was such a shame, as he was so attracted to her.
Even now as she stood against the wall in her sexy as hell red dress. Like
what the fuck, he wondered, why wasn't every man in here drooling at the sight
of her? Khrysa's breasts pushed against the soft cotton of her dress which
were highlighted by the fact that she had her arms crossed under them.  
  
Rage literally burned with wanting her and had more than his share of sexy
fantasies starring her. He wondered idly how soft her skin would feel against
his, what she would look like with her hair down, how her sexy mouth would
feel on his and wrapped around his cock. He shifted then trying to relieve the
pressure building in his groin.  
  
At his movement Khrysa speared him with a narrow eyed glare which he returned
with a small satisfied smile. Again she dropped her arms from her chest taking
a small step forward as if to challenge him.  
  
Oh, how he hoped she would.  
  
God, he would love to feel her beneath him, over him, he wanted to lose
himself in her. It was madness to feel this way but he couldn't stop it
anymore than she could stop her obvious hatred of him, especially now that he
was taking over her account.  
  
Khrysa seethed inside as she heard her boss literally drooling over Rage
stating how lucky they were to have such a talented designer come on board to
help them out. At that, Khrysa silently left the meeting walking quickly down
the hall to hide in her favorite spot; the supply closet. It was always quiet
and dark in there and she could steal a few moments of peace.  
  
She closed the door behind her and paced in the darkness restlessly still
fuming over how Rage just literally stole her account from her and Susie. He
was so arrogant, so dominant.  
  
So...so...sexy.  
  
Angrily Khrysa pushed the thought away, she had no business thinking about
Rage like that, he didn't want her anyway.  
  
Khrysa was so busy pacing that she didn't notice the small sliver of light
that came and went before she was suddenly aware of how the space in the
supply closet felt smaller. She turned sharply on one pointed heel turning
directly into Rage.  
  
"Oh shit," Khrysa stumbled as she jumped back into a shelf desperate to put
space between herself and her sexy nemesis.  
  
He put his hands out onto her upper arms to help steady her, between her
exhalation and inhale to speak Rage brought his mouth down onto hers pulling
her forcibly into his hot, hard body.  
  
His kiss scorched her mouth as he licked her lips opening her mouth to his,
teasing her tongue with his and it seemed all the hatred left her suddenly in
the face of his kiss as she melted into his arms. He put her arms around his
neck pulling her up against him even more so that her dress lifted up to
expose more of her creamy thighs, her breasts pressed to his chest, the heat
from his groin burned into hers causing her pussy to contract and grow wet
despite herself.  
  
His hands smoothed down her curved waist and hips to touch the bared skin of
her thighs teasing the hem of her dress up further and further ever so
slightly.  
  
Khrysa slowly realized what she was doing and with whom as she pulled out of
his arms desperate for space, her eyes burning into his, she wiped her lips
with the back of her hand the taste of him still on her tongue.  
  
It was the single most sensual and sexual experience she had ever had.  
  
And of course it was with the man she hated.  
  
What the hell was she thinking kissing Rage? What the hell was he doing?  
  
He reached out grabbing her hand. "Don't you dare wipe my kiss away."  
  
Rage scared her suddenly with his intensity. She realized that they were here
together, alone and anyone could happen upon them.  
  
"Who the fuck do you think you are?" She wrenched her hand away from him with
surprising strength.  
  
He was enraged that she would try to wipe him off of her without thinking he
grabbed her waist turning her quickly so that she had her cheek pressed to the
smooth cold wall of the closet. One of his arms had snaked around between her
breasts to grasp her throat, the other hand fisted in her hair loosening the
pins that held her bun in place forcing her head back slightly so that he
could see the creamy expanse of her skin.  
  
Khrysa's heart pounded in her chest at the way he was restraining her, would
he rape her? She had always thought him too high handed, too arrogant in his
mannerisms but that he would do this to her truly terrified and thrilled her.  
  
His lips were at her ear as he whispered his hot breath caused shivers to race
up and down her back. "I'm the man who's going to fuck you." He felt the
shivers coursing over her body. "Oh, I know you hate me, and I swear to god,"
he dipped his head dragging his hot wet mouth from her shoulder up the column
of her throat which he still grasped back up to her ear "that will make it all
the sweeter."  
  
The scent of her skin and her hair was like a drug he didn't know why he was
doing this but he knew he should never have followed Khrysa into the closet
let alone touch her like this, restraining her, she could call the cops. He'd
be arrested for sure.  
  
It was at that point that he had a plan.  
  
Slowly he released Khrysa, it hurt to be away from her sexy body with his
hands all over her but he moved away blocking the door to the closet.  
  
Khrysa brought her hands up slowly, pushing herself away from the wall. Her
breath was shaky, her legs felt like jell-o but she forced herself to
straighten her spine as she turned to face Rage. She didn't know what to feel
about the situation but what she did know was that she wanted out of this
place now.  
  
He literally loomed over Khrysa, his green eyes boring into hers, she saw his
chest heaving and wondered if anyone was ever going to come in and find them
before Rage did something to her.  
  
"Are you going to let me go?" She whispered.  
  
"No." And without another word he opened the door and left her standing there
in the dark.  
  
With shaky hands Khrysa reached up quickly restyling her hair as best she
could then taking a deep breath she stepped out of the closet.  
  
The rest of the day passed by in a blur and suddenly it was four o'clock and
she and Susie were in the elevator walking to their cars.  
  
"See you Monday." Susie called as she waved to Khrysa from her car window.  
  
Khrysa slowly climbed into her car driving mindlessly to her apartment, she
would think about what happened to her with Rage in the supply closet later
when she was able to think clearly. Right now she felt like a bowl of jelly
all she wanted was a hot shower and to sleep.  
  
She pulled her car into her parking space mechanically walking up to the
entrance taking her keys out of her purse as she unlocked the door to her
apartment.  
  
"Khrysa."  
  
Before Khrysa could turn to look at the person who had called her name she
felt herself being pushed through the open door of her apartment into her
living room after stumbling a few steps she turned then to see Rage standing
in the doorway. "No," she whispered taking a step toward the door he was
blocking. Rage shut the door behind him even locking it before he turned back
to Khrysa who seemed to suddenly be able to move. Desperate, she ran for the
kitchen with Rage chasing her his strong arms snatching her up against him
just as she reached for the knife block on her counter, the block clattered to
the floor as Rage easily picked her up off her feet.  
  
Without another word he marched with her struggling silently to be free into
her bedroom shutting that door behind them as well. Rage threw her onto the
bed and she quickly crawled over the bed to the opposite side of the mattress
looking up at him.  
  
"So this is it," She said softly, her heart pounded in her chest.  
  
"I'm very surprised you're not screaming." Rage began to slowly strip out of
his black coat, his eyes never leaving hers as he unbuttoned the cuffs of his
black shirt.  
  
"What are you doing?" Khrysa had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.  
  
"Oh come on now, Khrysa," Rage leaned over to place his fists knuckle down
onto the mattress, his green eyes glittering "you're a smart girl, you know
what I'm going to do."  
  
Fear caused her legs to tremble as she huddled there on the side of the bed
but she would not give Rage the satisfaction of seeing her run away.  
  
"I won't say anything if you leave now."  
  
"You promise?" He smiled.  
  
It was then that Khrysa knew he was not going to leave, Rage had come too far
to stop now and she knew it. She backed up off the bed standing up on the
opposite side, then slowly with her eyes never leaving his she removed her
shoes and coat with shaking hands.  
  
"I promise." Khrysa knew this was it, she was ready to fight Rage.  
  
He cocked his head to the side then as if considering what she had said. His
hands then went to the buttons on his shirt slowly undoing them one by one
revealing his sculpted abs one decadent inch at a time.  
  
"Tell me why you aren't screaming. I haven't touched you yet, you could still
be saved." He ran his hand down from his sternum over his stomach to the
waistband of his pants. Her eyes followed the path of his hand, her chest
heaving as her heart struggled to leap out of her chest. "I could still be
stopped." He whispered.  
  
Rage took a step forward around the end of her frilly bed, Khrysa didn't move.
"Tell me the truth, don't you want me the way I want you?"  
  
At his words Khrysa looked again into his deep green eyes, he knew, somehow he
knew that she wanted him, that she always had. That she had always wondered
what it would be like to be his. It was that truth that galvanized her into
action.  
  
With a sudden burst of movement Khrysa leapt over onto her mattress trying to
run for the door. To outrun her tumultuous feelings. She caught the doorknob
in her hand, opening the door but Rage slammed her bedroom door shut by
pressing her up against it.  
  
Khrysa turned quickly so that her back was to the door she immediately brought
up her fists, one of them catching the side of Rage's perfect face. It was
like he didn't even feel it, suddenly both her wrists were down at her sides
captured in his hands, his naked chest pressed to hers. Khrysa could feel his
heart pounding in his chest with a shaky breath she closed her eyes to savor
the sensation of his hot smooth skin against her, his heart beating against
hers.  
  
"Tell me," He whispered looking down into her dark eyes. "Why aren't you
screaming?"  
  
Khrysa slowly looked up into his verdant eyes and he found himself in awe of
her; of her beauty, her strength. "There's no one to save me, from you."  
  
A small smile played on his lips as he brought his mouth down onto hers. "I
know."  
  
His kiss bruised her mouth firing her soul as she kissed him back, his hand
went into her hair pulling her head back pressing those hard kisses down the
column of her throat. She brought up her hands and shoved against his chest
sending him back a pace in surprise. She turned then scrambling over the
mattress trying to get to the other side but he caught her ankle in a strong
grip pulling her back to him.  
  
Suddenly she felt his heavy weight and burning heat all along her back and
thighs, due to the fact that he had dragged her across the bed her red dress
was now about her waist showing off her black lacy panties. His hand went
around the back of her neck pressing her face into the comforter as he rose up
to straddle her waist.  
  
Rage laughed then. "You are so fucking sexy," His free hand began to caress
from her left knee up her thigh to her exposed butt cheek which he promptly
spanked hard enough to cause Khrysa to gasp. "I mean look at you," His finger
trailed over her reddening ass sliding underneath the black lacy elastic band
of her panties. "You want this as much as I do." Rage leaned over to whisper
in her ear. "Don't you?"  
  
The truth was this was exciting her beyond belief, the fact that Rage was here
in her bedroom wanting her, that he had somehow always had, was such a turn
on. The way his fingers were trailing over her skin caused goosebumps to
appear all over her smooth skin.  
  
"Kiss me." Khrysa whispered struggling to control her heartbeat and excited
breath.  
  
Rage let his hand fall away from her neck as he slowly began to ease off of
her. Khrysa paused for a moment then she began to rise up just as slowly using
her shaking hands to push her waist length dark hair away from her face, all
the pins had long ago been loosened from her bun.  
  
She turned then facing him, Rage saw the slight bruise that was forming around
the corner of her mouth, he reached out gently tracing the edges of her mouth
with his finger. Her dark eyes caught his and refused to let him go.  
  
Cautiously he moved as she sat back on the bed, he came closer to her and she
closed her eyes feeling his warm breath on her mouth before she felt the soft
touch of his lips. This kiss was slow starting a tingling sensation in her
stomach that traveled down to her cunt, he brought his body even closer as she
eagerly wrapped her arms about his neck wanting more of this, his tenderness,
his gentleness.  
  
If this was love then there would never be an escape. For either of them.  
  
Khrysa parted her thighs allowing Rage to settle even deeper into her moaning
softly as she savored the heat coming off him. The burning sensation that
began in her cunt increased as she felt the hard ridge of his cock beneath the
thin layer of his jeans.  
  
His tongue met hers after long wet moments he placed his hand on her cheek
turning her face away from him to softly kiss down her neck to her shoulder
which he exposed by pulling her dress and the thin cami with it away.  
  
Khrysa groaned running her fingers in his black hair. Rage pulled his head
away from her soft skin to push her away suddenly so that her back fell onto
the bed, he leaned over her giving no chance for escape as his hands went to
her waist below her dress bringing it up and over her head, flinging it to the
floor. He placed one hand on her hip easing up even further over Khrysa's body
settling himself more fully over her.  

Rage's hands then went underneath her body undoing the clasp to her bra taking
it off her, he reached for her hands then entwining his fingers with hers
stretching them up and over her head. He sighed softly, his head beside hers,
closing his eyes as he savored the feel of her naked beneath him, the way her
tiny nipples pressed into his hard chest, her hands trapped in his. Khrysa was
made for him, Rage had known it all along.  
  
He didn't care if he was thrown into jail for this. This one moment of heat
and passion made it all worth it.  
  
Slowly he slid his hands down the length of her curved waist and hips, she
gasped relishing the feel of his calloused hands on her. He brought his hands
back up to stroke the tender flesh of her breasts Rage smiled slightly as he
heard Khrysa's soft moan.  
  
Rage's hands were so warm against her skin he was burning her, branding her.  
  
Khrysa saw stars behind her eyes as Rage dipped his head to taste her nipple
lightly flicking the sensitive tip with his tongue before sucking her fully
into his mouth.  
  
Holy shit, she thought as Rage gently scraped his teeth over her, it seemed as
if he knew instinctively what she wanted.  
  
Slowly he moved his fingers through hers tracing his fingertips over her
palms, up the tender skin of her inner forearms chuckling softly as Khrysa
shivered beneath him. Rage looked down into her liquid brown eyes the look on
his face was unreadable to Khrysa, she wondered at it for a moment until his
lips met hers again.  
  
Khrysa decided then and there that this was her favorite activity of all time,
kissing Rage was like stealing forbidden chocolate and savoring it alone in
the dark. He tasted sweet, driving her wild his tongue tangling with hers
again. Shyly Khrysa reached up placing her fingertips against his face,
stroking him.  
  
I love you, she thought, I've always loved you, ever since I saw you. I wanted
this, only this, to be under you, touching you. The taste of you in my mouth.
I never thought I could have you.  
  
Rage wondered at the softening of her eyes, the way she went pliant then
underneath him, her touch felt so good on his skin. He realized then that he
wanted this forever, he wanted Khrysa forever.  
  
Slowly he grasped her neck and turned her face to the side with his thumb he
laid teasing light kisses down the smooth column all the way to her collarbone
which he bit causing Khrysa to moan.  
  
He sat up then still straddling her sexy body as he surveyed his view, his
masculine pride surged as he stared down at the beautiful creature below him.
Khrysa was all sexy curves and angles from her high cheekbones to the severe
indentation of her waist to the full curve of her hips, he had wanted her from
the moment he laid eyes on her.  
  
It was inevitable.  
  
He bent forward then to kiss her taut stomach causing her to jump and in one
swift move he removed her lacy panties settling himself between her thighs.  
  
"Wait," She whispered suddenly unsure, she had never done this before, never
had a man look at her so openly.  
  
"No." Rage pressed a hot kiss to her inner thigh and smiled as he saw Khrysa's
eyes drift closed, watched her succumb to him.  
  
He kissed the shaved lips of her cunt inhaling the sweet scent of Khrysa.
Slowly he parted her wet folds, Khrysa jumped at the feel of his hot wet
tongue as he stroked her flesh. "Oh god," She moaned arching her back as Rage
continued his slow sensual assault. He licked her tender clit and Khyrsa
screamed when he sucked the tender nub sending hot pulsing waves of pleasure
from her womb down to her throbbing cunt. Without stopping the assault on her
clit Rage placed his fingers inside her wetness groaning at the slick tight
feel of her flesh gripping him, he wanted to be inside her so badly to feel
her from the inside.  
  
When Rage began to move his fingers in rhythm with his mouth Khrysa screamed
as she went over the edge and came for the first time with a man. Rage kept
the rhythm up as he drank her sweet cum prolonging the pleasure. He was dying
inside as he felt the strong contractions of her cunt around his fingers, he
felt his cock harden and swell even more in response to her pleasure.  
  
With one last tender lick he moved up to stand over her. He smiled at the
sight before him, Khrysa all splayed out, cheeks flushed and her eyes heavy-
lidded and glassy. Rage's hands went to his belt buckle opening the clasp.  
  
"Are you ready?" He whispered as he stepped out of his jeans and underwear
baring himself to her.  
  
Khrysa's mouth went dry at the sight of him before her. His cock was long and
thick and he was hard for her, she wanted him, she couldn't deny it anymore.
What he had started in the closet that afternoon she wanted to see through to
the end. Khrysa wanted to know what Rage would feel like deep inside her.  
  
Locking her eyes to his she started to back herself up further into the bed
and she bit her lip as she watched him go down placing his hands on the bed
and then his knees as he crawled up over her like a sexy dream.  
  
"Rage," She breathed his name and watched as the pupils in his beautiful eyes
dilated.  
  
"Khrysa."  
  
She opened her legs and he came down on top of her all hot male flesh burning
her with his touch. Khrysa wrapped her arms about his neck looking into his
eyes for a moment before she placed her lips on his.  
  
Rage placed his hand on her hip tilting her up as he slowly eased his burning
cock inside her wet flesh.  
  
"Oh god, Rage," Khrysa moaned as she felt him filling and stretching her
wanting cunt. He felt so good, so right deep inside her. She brought her hands
to his taut ass and pulled him into her even deeper.  
  
"Shit." Rage chocked, she felt even better than he had ever dreamed, and he
had had quite a few fantasies about Khrysa. She was all wet willing flesh and
she was so tight, she felt so good he almost came right then and it took quite
an effort for him to reign back his control.  
  
He brought his hands up on either side of her head burying his hands in her
dark hair luxuriating for a moment in the scent and softness of it before he
spoke. "Look at me, Khrysa."  
  
Khrysa couldn't ignore his demand as she looked up into his emerald eyes.  
  
He pulled back until just the tip of his cock was still inside her. "Who am
I?"  
  
"No," Khrysa whispered knowing what he wanted.  
  
"No?" He paused, he bent his head to her mouth brushing his lips with hers.
"Do you want me to stop?" He whispered as he eased back inside her an inch and
then withdrew slowly.  
  
"Don't stop," She breathed loving the feel of him inside her but desperate for
more.  
  
Rage pulled back to look once again into her dark eyes. "Tell me Khrysa, who
am I?"  
  
In a deep sexy voice Khrysa fulfilled all Rage's fantasies as she spoke.
"You're the man that's fucking me. Now hurry the fuck up and get to it." She
tilted her hips up sinking him inside her another inch and she groaned wanting
all of him deep inside her.  
  
He laughed softly then which promptly turned into a groan as Khrysa wrapped
her legs tightly around his hips and impaled herself on his cock.  
  
"You're mine now."  
  
In that moment all gentleness left him as he grasped her hips and rode her
hard. Khrysa was left breathless having never had a man fuck her so
masterfully and hard. It was every dark dream and sinful fantasy come to life
and she screamed as she came her back arching sending Rage's thick cock
further inside her.  
  
In that moment he couldn't hold back his control as he held her down his
fingers bruising the white flesh of her hips, he pressed even deeper into
Khrysa her cunt contracting fiercely over his cock, feeling himself cum deeply
inside her, wringing his very soul from his body.  
  
Khrysa fell back onto the bed gasping, drenched in sweat her heart pounding in
her chest.  
  
The sudden gravity of the situation he was in with Khrysa hit Rage full force
and he moved away from her hearing her throaty moan as he slid out from her
tight body. His breath caught in his throat as he was about to speak but what
could he say? I'm sorry? When he wasn't. Not one bit.  
  
Did he regret this?  
  
Hell no.  
  
Would he be punished for it?  
  
That was still waiting to be seen.  
  
He reached up running his hand back through his raven hair before bringing it
over to cover his mouth, Rage could still taste Khrysa's kiss.  
  
She looked so beautiful. So throughly fucked, the corner of his mouth twisted
up in a flash of pride knowing that he was the one to do this to her, to make
her feel and look like this.  
  
Better he thought to regroup and collect his thoughts so he could plan his
next move to capture her.  
  
With nothing to say Rage picked up the pieces of his clothing and left her
room.  
  
Khrysa heard the whisper of bare feet and felt the dip in the bed when Rage
left she half sat up reclining back on her elbows as she watched the back of
Rage's dark head leave her bedroom.  
  
It was on the tip of her tongue to shout out, no, don't leave me.  
  
But what the fuck just happened?  
  
What the hell was she thinking? Rage had broke into her home, raped her,
right?  
  
A sudden wave of dizziness overwhelmed Khrysa and she gave into it feeling the
blackness swiftly overtake her and ease her into unconsciousness.  
  
Murky gray light filtered in through the window in her bedroom when Khrysa
finally opened her eyes.  
  
"Oh shit." She groaned. Her mouth felt bruised and dry, the first thought she
had, was what a fucked up dream I had, until Khrysa moved her legs. The sudden
dull stab of pain made her gasp and her cunt contracted as she sat up
spasmodically her hand going between her legs at the sharp sizzle of pleasure.
"No," she breathed.  
  
It was obviously no dream as Khrysa surveyed the damage done to her. Dark
purple fingermarks covered either side of her hips, her cunt was sore and her
mouth felt painful. Easing over the side of the bed Khrysa gasped as she felt
a hot liquid trail down her thigh and she swiped at it with her palm her
throat closing up as she looked down seeing Rage's cum on her hand mixed with
a faint tinge of blood, her blood.  
  
To top it all off the fucker had not only raped her, he had fucked her
bareback?!  
  
What the fuck...no wonder he had felt so good.  
  
Khrysa limped into the bathroom turning on the shower as hot as she could
stand it and she stayed there until her guilty tears ran dry and still the
secret sexy thrill of the event wouldn't leave her.  
  
She still had to face the fact that she wanted more.  
  
Monday morning saw Khrysa at work hiding in her cubicle. Somewhere in between
her scalding shower and her sleepless nights Khrysa wondered what she would
do. She could accuse Rage of rape but then what?  
  
Deep inside Khrysa felt something for Rage something she had tried desperately
to hide over the weekend that she spent telling herself that she hated Rage
and what he had done to her. Desperately trying to believe her own lies.  
  
"Hey babe."  
  
Khrysa jumped at the sound of Susie's cheerful voice at her back knocking her
knees into her desk.  
  
"Oh shit, someone's a little jumpy. Too much caffeine?" Susie came around to
sit on the edge of Khrysa's desk. "Hey, you ok?" Susie had her hand on
Khrysa's shoulder looking at her with a worried expression on her elfin face.
Khrysa had come to work in a dazed fog, her black slacks and white tank top
were office appropriate but Khrysa usually always pulled back her hair but in
her distraction today she had left it down so that it hung loose in wild waves
down her waist.  
  
Khrysa shook her head as she looked up into Susie's blue eyes. "Yeah, sorry."  
  
Apparently satisfied with Khrysa's answer Susie leaned closer to Khrysa. "What
happened to your mouth?" Susie smiled then. "Someone was busy over the
weekend, huh?"  
  
"What?" A dawning horror closed over Khrysa as she clamped her hand over her
mouth.  
  
"Either you were eating chocolate or you have a herpe." Susie dissolved into
laughter as Khrysa shot up from her seat and ran to the ladies room.  
  
"Aw fuck." Khrysa murmured in the cold electric light Khrysa could see the
small dark purple bruise at the corner of her mouth courtesy of Rage and his
savage kisses. Khrysa fingered it softly feeling a chill race up her spine in
remembrance. Whether it was excitement or fear, she refused to explore it
deeper.  
  
She returned to her cubicle with Susie chuckling at her. "So is it a herpe?"  
  
"Shut up." Khrysa smiled.  
  
"You gonna tell me about him?"  
  
The smile faded from Khrysa's face as she thought about Rage, tell Susie what
happened to her? No way.  
  
Susie stroked her hand down Khrysa's unbound hair her fingers trailing through
the dark strands. "I'm here if you want me. You look so pretty with your hair
down, it's such a shame that you keep it up all the time."  
  
"Susie," Khrysa started but was interrupted when she saw Susie stiffen
suddenly.  
  
"Mr. Edwards," Susie breathed coming to her feet as Khrysa looked over her
shoulder.  
  
Her heart stuttered as Khrysa saw Rage standing before them his beautiful
green eyes locked on her.  
  
"Susie, I'd like to speak to Khrysa for a moment if I may?"  
  
"O-of course." Susie stuttered as she quickly stepped aside Rage looking back
over her shoulder Susie glanced at Khrysa's chalk white face before heading to
her own cubicle.  
  
Once they were alone Rage stepped closer to Khrysa.  
  
"She's right you know."  
  
Khrysa could feel the heat emanating off of Rage's body. Today he wore black
jeans and a white T-shirt which clung to his body, a body that Khrysa could
even now feel under her fingers. She clenched her hands into fists to ward off
the memory of his satin skin.  
  
"What do you want?" She whispered.  
  
Rage brought up his hand caressing her dark hair in a totally sensual and slow
movement, the end of his index finger landing on the darkened corner of her
mouth. "You're my obsession. Now that I have you, I'll never let you go." His
finger trailed down to her jaw tilting her face up.  
  
Rage leaned closer noting the way Khrysa's lips trembled. "I will not accept
defeat. You are mine now." Their lips met in a searing kiss which Rage was
glad to note Khrysa returned.  
  
It was glorious really, Khrysa thought, to be claimed by him, this sexy god.  
  
To be his obsession.  
  
That was the ultimate reason in the end that Khrysa had done nothing, she
wanted Rage, over and over again.  
  
Rage stood upright then taking Khrya's hand he placed a hot kiss into her
palm. "I'll see you tonight."  
  
He turned away then but was brought up short by Khrysa's surprisingly firm
hand on his shoulder which prevented him from facing her. A shiver ran down
his back as he felt her hot breath on his ear, her soft breasts pushing
against his arm. "Your cum ran down my thighs when I got out of bed that
morning." She whispered. "And all I wanted was to have you again."  
  
The scintillating mental image of their bodies entwined, the hot clasp of
Khrysa's cunt on his cock that came to Rage stole his breath, a soft groan
escaped his lips.  
  
Khrysa stepped back releasing her hold on Rage. He turned to face her then his
eyes smoldered when he saw her press her index finger to her lips and it
seemed that she kissed her finger sensually rather than pursing her lips to
warn him to be quiet.  
  
He wondered then in that moment, who was the one who had really captured whom?




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