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DarkNites I
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Copyright D.A. Ignatius 1993
DarkNites I
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The slap reverberated around the room. Jason gritted his teeth trying desperately to keep hold of hitemper. Daphne started towards the door but Jason caught hold of her wrist, his eyes steely.
"You're not going anywhere until we've got this settled. Daphne glanced coolly at his hand and then ck to his face. Then she brought her foot down on his. Hard.
Jason gave a furious growl and exploded into action. Grabbing her, he swept her off her her feet andeaded toward the bedroom. Daphne gasped in anger.
"How dare you!", she bit out, starting to jerk and kick as violently as possible. Daphne knew that s would probably hit the floor hard but she didn't care. Luckily for her, they had reached the bed we she finally came loose and landed on the bed.
He was on her in a second, his body pinning her to the bed, his mouth finding hers. With a muffled c of rage, she jerked her head away and got her first good look at him. He loomed over her, the furyi his eyes telling her more than words ever could that he was very, very serious about this. She wet old.
"Damn you, Jason. This is rape!" Very deliberately, he shook his head. "No, this won't be rape," he swered quietly, "Because, I'm going to make you beg for me, over and over again." Daphne gave an inrdulous laugh. "Never." she replied scathingly, "You're crazy if you think you'll ever hear ME beg!
"Before this night is over," he promised softly, "You will."
She threw all her strength at him, surprise on her side, heaving him off her. He rolled off the bed t caught her arm and dragged her off with him. They hit the floor hard, Daphne lying momentarily stned, the breath knocked out of her. It gave Jason enough time to flip her over, get to her zip, andyak her gown to her waist.
She drew in a breath of outrage before fighting to free her arms, trapped in the tangled sleeves. Jan took the moment to tear his shirt off, a couple of buttons bouncing on the floor, and reached forhs trousers.
Daphne finally managed to get her hands free and shoved her gown the rest of the way. Now unhamperedshe sat up and backhanded him, knocking him off balance.
"You bastard!", she snarled as she sprang to her feet and took off. She sprinted half-naked through e living room and had thrown open the closet door to grab her coat when she was jerked back and thrw over his shoulder in a fireman's lift.
"Goddamn you, Jason", she yelled, coat dangling from her fingers, "You'll never get away with this."he next moment she was flying through the air, landing on the bed with a thump. He advanced purposeytowards her but she was ready for him.
She kicked out with her strong legs, catching him in the stomach. He doubled over with a loud whooshhile she scrambled for the other side of the bed. Unfortunately for her, Jason flung himself acrosste bed, grabbed hold of her ankle and hauled her ignominiously, inch by inch, back into bed.
Truly desperately now, she sat up and tried to backhand him again but her wrist was caught in an irogrip. Instinctively, she tried to pull his hand off. A bad move. Effortlessly he caught her other hn, then pulled them high over her head, forcing her down with his body.
Gasping, Daphne strained her muscles, desperately trying to raise her arms as he leant over her to pk something off his bedside table. She only glanced up in horror as something soft wrapped around hrwrists and tightened. Jason swiftly finished tying the ends of his silk tie to the brass bedstead efre drawing back, panting, to finger his bruised jaw.
It was only then that real, dark rage washed over her. Jason saw it swirl into her eyes, the power oit exciting to behold. She was now a truly dangerous woman.
"You will pay for this", she promised softly, dangerously. "If it takes forever, you will pay for th." Jason's eyes swept slowly over her body, sending blood rushing to the surface of her skin.
"Right at this moment, my dear", he answered derisively, " I don't give a damn."
He backed away and started to finish undressing. Cheeks flaming, Daphne closed her eyes and concentred on keeping her face impassive. She had never felt so defenseless as she lay there tied to the be,clad only in her underwear. But the one thing that had her cringing was that she was already moistan ready for him. The fact that she had been so physically aroused by their tussle humiliated her amos unbearably.
Jason was already regretting putting her through such humiliation, but no matter how much he loved a understood her stubborn pride, Jason knew that he would have to teach her a lesson now or she woul orever be treating him as a punching bag. And whether he liked it or not, he was already too arousd o stop.
She felt it when he slid into bed beside her, warm and vibrant. She stiffened, prepared for the assat. Then unexpectedly, she felt his hand slide slowly but surely down her side. She cursed herself frously. With that simple gesture, he had successfully set her entire nervous system tingling unmercfuly.
Jason moved in closer and smiled. He loved strapless bras. They seemed to epitomise feminity to him cause they were held up by nothing but a woman's natural curves. He rubbed his cheek lightly agains he fabric. Black lace. Very fine and very soft. Sensuously, he lifted a finger and gently outlinedth edge of the lace, traveling up the gentle slope and then down into the perfumed valley between hr beasts. Slowly, he curled his finger under the flimsy lace. Then he ripped it off.
Her eyes flew open in shock as his mouth slashed down on hers. Ruthlessly he plundered her mouth, trng to provoke her into a response. she began to fight him; kiss for kiss, bite for bite.
Swiftly, he dragged his mouth from hers, trailing a line of hot kisses down to her throat. Suddenly,e sensed the power flow back into her so he was ready when her taut body shifted beneath him, then r in a vain attempt to throw him off. Jason put his weight on her, forcing her down, then nipped he nck sharply, leaving a clear red bruise.
Daphne closed her eyes again in misery. There was pain here aplenty, in her as shame and in him as rret. But the worst of it all was that they were both too emotionally involved to stop now.
Her breath started coming in pants as his mouth began to move over her collarbone, his hands holdinger steady beneath him. He reached one ivory breast and teasingly began to draw wet circles around hrrosy nipple with his tongue. Delicately, he taunted her as he danced nearer then further from her enitized peaks, making her fight to keep in control of herself.
Then just as suddenly as he came, the teasing lover was gone as Jason finally claimed her throbbing pple. Daphne managed to swallow a cry but lost control of her body as Jason drew on her peak harderad harder. Gasping, she arched like a bow as Jason swirled his tongue around her, sending hot lightngstreaking down to her groin.
Then as if he understood, his knee pressed down between her legs, a second before she could lock hernkles together. She knew she could never resist an attack from that quarter, so she squeezed her thgs together in a last, heroic attempt to thwart his questing hands. Easily, he parted them once mor, oving his leg up and letting his hand trail over her stomach into the wetness between her legs.
The double stimulation was too much for her to tensed body to bear. A stifled cry burst from her as e arched into his body, her hands twisting and jerking futilely above her. Kissing her nipples and iding the perfect rhythm with his fingers, Jason kept her senses at fever pitch, reveling in the fel f her body moving beneath his.
Then suddenly, he slipped his fingers into her. Daphne froze, every muscle in her body tensing up ashe focused on that secret part of herself. Jason raised his head from her breasts to better concentae on her and what he was about to do.
Slowly, ever so slowly, his fingers slid in and out of her, his thumb carefully brushing against herlitoris. Gasping, she responded to the rhythm, every movement an agony for her, as tense muscles staned to move to the painfully slow motion of his skillful fingers.
Ruthlessly, he gave her a taste of heaven before pulling her back again and again. Quiet now, Daphneay exhausted beneath him; but not for long. Suddenly, she felt the strength flow back into her. It a time to fight back. Desperation giving her the edge she needed, Daphne used her inner instincts, o ong untouched, to tempt him, to break his control. Sensuously, her body a supple rope, she presse he groin to his manhood, erotically widening her legs and clasping his hips in sweet invitation.
She felt him shudder and the sweet taste of victory filled her as he withdrew his fingers, slick wither fluids and braced himself over her. Then to her chagrin, his lips found her shoulder and made tedescent over her breasts and stomach, seeking out the source of her sexuality.
Swiftly, he found her throbbing clitoris with his tongue, holding her taut body steady beneath him. response, she tossed her head from side to side, desperately biting her lip to keep from crying ou t every rasp of his tongue against her most sensitive spot. Over and over, never letting up, he thus and teased his tongue against her flesh, tasting every single inch of her. Faster and wilder he entuntil she felt herself begin to stiffen with the onslaught of her climax. Then he stopped.
With a frustrated cry, she opened her eyes to see him bending over her, his eyes reflecting the sameeverish glitter she felt within herself.
"I want an apology. Now.", he rasped, his voice hoarse. Daphne stared at him uncomprehendingly beforit hit her. "Damn you Jason," she choked out. "We were making love, for God's sake." "You knew welleough what I wanted before we started this", he replied angrily. "Now it's time to deliver". "And Isad never", she bit out. "I meant it!"
Jason stood up and picked up his trousers, swiftly pulling them on. When he was done, he stood over r for a second before swinging around and walking away. However, when he reached the doorway, he stped and braced one fist against the jamb, standing stiffly with his head bowed. The dim lamplight cstshadows over him but showed his back muscles working as he struggled with his own unfulfilled desre.
Daphne's voice shut down in shock as she watched him go. Pride and dignity fought a valiant battle wh physical needs but unfortunately, she was too far gone to overcome her own arousal. Drawing in a hky breath, she found her voice and croaked his name. Jason turned but stood motionless.
"I'm willing to apologize but if what you really want is to hear me beg, then go!" Jason walked backo the bed and stopped, looking down at her. "Then say it". Daphne took a deep breath and gathered tetattered remants of her dignity about her. "I'm sorry for saying the things I did. It was cruel ofmeand I should have been above it." "Even if you did deserve it", she finished stoutly.
Jason stood motionless for a few seconds before his shoulders started to shake in silent laughter. "ly you", he said half to himself. "Only you could apologize without really apologizing and get awaywth it."
The next minute, he was naked and in bed with her. His mouth slashed down on hers as he took up wherhe left off. Swiftly, he plundered her mouth, making her respond to him fully before moving atop he nd parting her legs.
Tantalizingly, he let her feel what she craved, rubbing her intimately with his manhood. Too arousedo enjoy his teasing, Daphne was rapidly losing her grip on her temper so she hardly realised it whe he bonds around her wrists loosened and came off. Free, her hands came down to clasp him to her. Wthut warning, one slim hand curved and then raked viciously down his back, drawing blood.
Jason jerked in pain but otherwise did not break contact as he began to lift her until they were botkneeling in bed. Swiftly, his lips left hers and roamed over her skin, seeking her most sensitive sos. Daphne moaned, arching her head back as the most delicious sensations flowed erotically throughhe. When she couldn't take any more, she broke away and started on him.
Her lips found his shoulder and teased that ultra-sensitive hollow of his until he was groaning at eh little probe of her tongue. She trailed lower to his nipples, half hidden in the hair on his ches.Already stiff, she didn't have to do much to have him shuddering beside her as her hands and lips hoed him that she too, knew his body well.
Jason was exhilarated, strength flowing back into him at every intimate stroke of her hands. She hadever seemed so beautiful as she did now, cheeks flushed, skin glowing in the lamplight and eyes....ees drowning him with sheer sensuality. She was Venus to him.
He let his hands drift over her, settling at her waist to hold her to him. Then he bodily lifted hersliding her down slowly his body, directly onto his throbbing shaft. Daphne cried out at contact, hrhands braced on his shoulders to keep her balance, then threw her head back, gasping as he filled er
"Oh God, Jason", she groaned. "I can't take this slowly. Not now." Thankfully, they fell back in bedThere would be other times to take it slow. Now, neither of them had the stamina to tiltilate, to die the other slowly crazy with desire. This time was for speed and pure lust.
Jason withdrew and plunged into her again, her tightness enveloping him with such sweet ecstasy. Dape arched into him, reaching wantonly for him. "Harder, deeper", she gasped into his ear, finally sedng him over the edge.
He felt the power surge within him, felt his blood go hot and wild. His taut body was demanding satiaction and nothing would be able to stop the wildness in him now. When he next came to her, she cridout in sheer pleasure, lifting her legs to allow him greater penetration. She bit into his shoulde, oading him on as he thrust powerfully into her, her body absorbing the shock of collision. Deeperandharder he thrust until she could no longer hold back her cries of fulfilment. It had never been o prmitive before, just a man and a woman slaking an unendurable lust.
Jason had lost what grip he had left on his sanity. She had driven him wild as surely as he had her rlier. He plunged into her, each stroke more powerful than the last. He needed the heat, the essenc f her. And then ... he fell her muscles contract.
Daphne cried out his name as she peaked, her body shuddering with the force of it. She arched up, he thrown back as her body seemed to explode with the pressure. She had just come down when she was set up again to a fresh climax.
Jason could hold back no longer. The contractions within her had been his undoing. All he could do w to bury his face in her shoulder and go with the madness.
When it was all over, they still lay entwined, washed in the warm afterglow of love. Jason made as ito withdraw but she held him back. "Don't go. Stay with me awhile", she said, softly nibbling his er "But won't I be too heavy for you?", asked Jason in mock innocence. In answer, Daphne pulled him ow to meet her lips.
Strangely enough, the thought of him within her was more comforting than exciting. Buried here, in h warm embrace, she felt loved, even after what he had done. Suddenly remembering what had happened,mde her resentment rise but she forced it down. There would be time for revenge later.
She started to plant soft kisses on his neck and shoulders, running her hands over his back into hisair. She transferred her attention to his face, framing it in her hands. Studying it for a minute, h traced the outline of his lips with her tongue. He captured her mouth, brushing lazy, butterfly ksss across it.
Wickedly, Daphne concentrated on tightening her inner muscles, shifting in invitation. She could sen him smile against her cheek but more than that, she could feel him hardening within her. Fascinate,she felt herself slowly stretch to accommodate him. Beside her, Jason sighed and murmured ruefullyino her ear. "I think it's time for round two."
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