Thread: Wolf Mountain {Darkest Nightmare & Vertigis}

He didnt let it go. Holly was willing to just shrug off his comment and accept whatever excuse he made so that they could get on with their weekend. That wasnt Logans style though. He wasnt just going to apologize. Had he ever said the word sorry since shed met him? Holly couldnt remember it if so. No, shed confronted him and he wasnt simply going to back down from referring to her as a bitch. He was going to convince her that it was a compliment, that being called his bitch was the thing she most wanted, an honor even. Holly thought she recognized the firm hard tone he was using, only it seemed even more stubborn than usual, more controlling. As if he wouldnt be satisfied until hed talked her into saying it aloud herself. Or fucked her into it. Holly felt his thick shaft rubbing against her taut belly, one firmed and well-toned from her frequent exercise. Compared to Logans mass of solid muscle though it was soft, feminine, yielding to his hard cock as it painted a sticky circle of precum over her flesh. Asshole she thought angrily as he continued to tell why she should be glad to be called a bitch, to be considered worthy of an alpha dog like himself. Why couldnt he just say sorry like a normal guy? Just say that of course their relationship meant something to him and was based on more that just her being a willing fuck. Rough fingers held her neck tightly, making her stare up into his stern eyes, and she winced as he suddenly tore the bra from her body, the band snapping sharply against her tender skin before it came free, and he flung it aside. A very real, very large part of Holly wanted to walk away right then. He was behaving like a real prick, taking the whole caveman thing from earlier way too far now. At the same time her breath was racing and the sweat beading on her flushed skin was not owing to the heat. Her now bare breasts pushed against his firm abs, the nipples hardening slightly as they rubbed together. shitstop she murmured as he tore the button of her shorts open and shoved his hand straight down beneath the elastic, caressing her hot little sex with his blunt dirty fingers. Holly was growing wet and she knew hed feel that right away, gathering at the ends of her lips like dew. The asshole would probably read it as some kind of proof that he knew her better than she knew herself too, Holly reflected with a darkening blush. A series of quick aggressive kisses trailed up her neck and she began to relax into it despite herself. They could argue later. This was still a vacation. Logan could say whatever stupid shit he wanted for now if it meant she got a good fuck out of it. Closing her eyes, her lips parted gently, a small moan sounding in the back of her throat as his tongue touched her earlobesa moan which suddenly turned into a sharp gasp as he bit down painfully hard. Fuck, Logan! Holly cried, and at the same moment he grabbed her right breast, squeezing it crudely before tweaking the nipple savagely. He followed it with a rough slap, the pale flesh immediately reddening where his palm had struck it. Jesus! This time Holly shoved him much harder and when she felt no give in his grip, her nails dug a parallel row of dark red scratches down his chest. Youre talking crazy. Let me go. When he didnt a flash of fiery anger shot through her dark brown eyes, and she sucked in a deep breath, causing her breasts to again press firmly against Logans hard body, just before her hand rose up over her head. It came down with a sharp smack against his right cheek, enough to leave a print just the same as he had done. I said let go! Holly glared at him, panting lightly, but not actually trying to pull away anymore. His hand still cupping her mound would feel her warm juices beginning to leak unto his fingers. Im not your bitch Words which suddenly sounded more like a challenge than a denial. Tara stumbled after Ethan as he drew her towards the tent. She could feel the eagerness in the tug of his arms and could hear someone giggling, eventually realizing it was herself. Fuck, she really was high. She knew she shouldnt have went along with smoking that joint just because they were all a bunch of potheads. She needed to keep her wits in tact for these sort of games. It was important. Otherwise she might let herself do something shed regret later. Ahh! she gasped when he suddenly pushed her down on one of the bedrolls, landing with a quiet whuff of escaped air. Tara shot him an irritated glare which quickly dissolved into laughter when she saw his boyish grin. He made it so hard sometimes to keep control, really he did. Those fucking blue puppy dog eyes of his were just too sexy, especially when he was smiling that way, causing the edges to crinkle. Also his cock! Tara could feel it warm and hard against her thigh even through the worn denim of his pants. Her breath caught as he proceed to just stare at her for several long extended moments, openly admiring her tight curves before stopping to meet her gaze, warm breath ghosting over her face. Just the way he looked at her made her feel so sexy and beautiful, intensely desired. That was almost as good as what he was promising to do with his tongue. Tara loved to be wanted, loved to loved, and the expression on his handsome grinning face held more longing than shed seen in any of her previous boyfriends when he leaned in for a quick kiss. She followed it with a quick one of her own in return, before her head dropped back gently against the bedroll, rich brown tresses spilling around her head like waves of chocolate, pinks lips parted slightly as a hitch came into her excited breathing. God she moaned as he kissed his way back to her earlobe, teasing it tenderly between his teeth, letting his tongue trace circles against the tender sensitive spot behind it. Her hands slipped up over his broad shoulders and around his sweaty neck, fingers threading through his soft curly hair. Soon she felt him caressing her left breast beneath her tight crop top and bra, sending additional little shivers of sensation up her back. Taras legs began to shift fitfully under them, heels digging into the soft folds of the bedroll as she moaned softly. One of us she gasped with a little smile bending her pouty lips, eyes dancing with lust, one of us is definitely dirty alright Tara followed his gaze as it shifted towards nearby pile of loose rope left from putting the tent up. She knew what he was thinking before he even said it and so began to gently shake her head in advance, not entirely comfortable with the idea of being tied up and helpless. Could she really give up control like that and trust him not take things too far? It was too risky and yetyet Tara felt the fabric of her panties clinging to her lower lips, growing damper by the second, especially at the thought of him using that talented tongue on her pussy. That was something most of her previous boyfriends had never been interested in doing. maybemaybe butbut you have to stop and untie me when I say so, understand? she whispered breathily.