Surrender 01 - Surrender

heat dripping from your body is you preparing for me to slam myself deep inside you. You’re ready for this — for me. Let yourself go,” he whispered as his thick staff leapt against her hip.
    She shook her head, refusing to cave. She couldn’t give him all the power. He’d never stop taking from her if she did.
    “Time for you to learn why it’s not a good idea to defy me,” he whispered next to her ear before he took the lobe between his teeth and softly bit down.
    Shudders racked her body as his mouth traveled down her neck. So far she wasn’t seeing a downside to defying him. If it always ended like this, maybe she’d call him names more often. Then again, she knew regrets would come later — so there was a negative.
    Suddenly his mouth left her and she heard a ripping sound as he tore off the shirt she was wearing. He tossed the saturated material to the back of the shower, and he ripped off her panties next, leaving her naked and trapped before him.
    She moved forward, scooting to the wall as his hands reached for her ankles. Soon, her feet were spread apart and he had them secured, effectively trapping her with her body wide open to him.
    “You think pain comes in just one form, Ari?”
    “Yes,” she trembled.
    “You’d be wrong. You see, I’ve learned how to get what I want without beating a woman. I’ve learned how to gain control without being — what was it you called me? — demon spawn? I know I can hurt you if I want. I’m obviously bigger — stronger. There are many forms of torture in the world.”
    “What are you going to do?” she asked as he circled around her. She wished he would just get it over with; her dread of the unknown was surely worse.
    “Do you like how your body feels as it builds up to an earth-shattering orgasm? What about the feeling as you glide over that edge into sweet bliss? Does that make you tremble, Ari? Can you feel your body growing hotter — wetter — tighter?” he asked as his hand slid down the curve of her hip, then slid around and glided inside her.
    “Rafe…” she groaned.
    “What, Ari?”
    “Please. I was wrong. I want to have sex with you,” she pleaded.
    “We will, Ari, but you don’t get to come.”
    “What?” she gasped as his finger moved in and out of her. She couldn’t understand what he was saying. She strained to take his fingers deeper, but he pulled out, leaving her panting.
    Rafe grabbed the shower head and started moving it across her body, the pulsing stream of water massaging her, sharpening her desire. He ran the jets across her protruding nipples, the sensation more intense than if he were sucking them into his mouth.
    “Ohh, please,” she groaned as he moved the strong jet down her torso and over her swollen core. As the water caressed her most sensitive area, she felt her orgasm building, felt release nearing. She strained to keep quiet, not wanting to alert him to how close she was.
    “Do you think that will work, Ari? I can read your body. I can feel everything through your tense muscles,” he whispered, pulling the spray away and moving it around to her back.
    He continued massaging her body with the water, running the flow across every sensitive area she had until she was in tears. The agony of not feeling release was worse than anything she could imagine.
    “Please, Rafe. I’ll do anything,” she cried. She needed him to take her over the edge.
    He put the nozzle down as he pressed up behind her, his thick, pulsing staff resting on the crack of her butt. Grinding his hips against her, she tried to wiggle her behind, tried to tip her body so he’d slip down and slide deep inside her core.
    “Not yet, Ari. This isn’t about your pleasure; it’s about mine. You told me you don’t want this. You kept saying no . Well then, you don’t get to feel satisfaction. When you say yes , I’ll make you scream with pleasure,” he promised as the head of his erection slid an inch inside her.
    “I said yes ,” she cried.
    “Not just yes for right now, Ari — yes for good.”
    “No,” she moaned. She wouldn’t give him that, even if she ended up expiring from frustration.
    “Too bad for you,” he said as he sunk into her. Oh, that’s what she wanted. Yes! He felt so good, filled her so perfectly. She could dance with him like this for hours. He slid in and out several times, once again leading her toward the edge of oblivion, but then before she could reach her peak, he withdrew.
    “No,” she