Beast

She sunk her teeth into my neck, stirring something deep inside of me. The pain subtle but absolutely overwhelming. For weeks she's been telling me she wants to see the beast inside of me. So many times I've laughed and rolled my eyes. But her teeth made it clear. I finally understand what she wants.

The moment I felt her pearly whites clamp down on my skin I felt something primal come alive within my chest. Some deep dark hidden secret needing to erupt from inside of me. A growl escaped my throat as I firmly grasped her tiny waist in my hands. I've always been so delicate and careful with her, but now I find myself wanting to ravage and consume her pretty little feminine body. 

She growled low, "I knew you were in there" and the words hit me like a steal i-beam. I felt my entire body tense with need. Trying to distract myself I kissed her soft lips. Biting my bottom lip and tugging gently, she released and groaned "you are going to have to do better than that". Why was she trying to make me mad, and why was it working, and damn why is it turning me on. 

Her hands started pushing and pulling me, I've always been surprised by how strong she is for her size. She packs an ornery punch for such a dainty little thing. Biting my chest and shoulders then neck again she started to try to pin me down. 

That did it.

In a flash  my eyes hazed. Before I even had time to think I had her flipped on her back, arms pinned above her head and her legs spread to make room for me. With one hand I was peeling her close off as she tried to fight back and free herself. The harder she fought the firmer I held her. Her giggles turned into grunts of effort, then into low hungry moans and groans. 

I teased her entrance with the throbbing and swollen pride of my manhood. "You've never been so ready for me baby" I growled in her ear. She couldn't even formulate words in response. "I like you hot, and panting underneath of me." She moaned loudly and tried to roll her hips into me. Her entire body was in submission to me, and something about that made me feel alive and awake for the first time. 

I forced my way inside of her, no frill, no warm-up. I punished her wetness for teasing me. It felt so damn good, I growled in hear ear biting her neck and pounding into her until her moans mixed with gasps of pain. Her moans got louder, her cries spurred me on, harder and harder. "This isn't going to stop until you cum baby" I smirked as I looked into her near tearing eyes. 

Instantly her body responded and she clamped down on me. Her beautiful eyes rolled to the back of her head and her body curled tightly against my hold on her. A second later her body was violently jerking and twitching, the sensation was my own undoing and I filled her with myself. 

She continued shaking for moments after. Then suddenly I heard her gasp as though she'd been holding her breath the entire time. I pulled her into an embrace lying next to her, as we both worked down our breathing. 

I felt regular vision restored to my eyes and I saw a softness return to her face. Looking up at me she smirked, "I knew you had it is you".

- Shy Willow

Writing Prompt 5/8/2015

Hello there. I am just finished with some work and thought it would be fun to unwind a bit with another prompt writing...

Today's random prompt- rum

Sitting at the bar I run my finger around the brim of my glass. Taking in the usual scene I note a few regulars playing pool in the back corner. I like the bar stools here they swivel smoothly giving to my slight fidgets. The dimmer lighting gives of a more soothing atmosphere than the bright and loud hot spot uptown. 

The regulars know I am not interested in their comments. They know hitting on me is like talking to a brick wall. I am always polite until they cross that line. James the tender tonight knows me well enough to tell when to intervene and tell someone to move along. He doesn't ask questions, I like that. 

"What are you drinking sweetheart?" a large fella asks as he slides clumsily into the seat next to me. I cock my eyebrow at him and mock, "sweetheart, I'm not looking for company". He scoffs and waves James down motioning to fill up my glass.  James smiles politely, "why don't you move on down here and I'll pour you one on the house, I don't think she's quite ready for another yet." The ogre grumbled as he moved down the bar taking James up on the offer. 

Ogre throws back his shot and makes way to the other ladies in the bar. I giggle, "yeah they are more your type" as they coo at his attentions. James confidently makes his way back over and cocks his lips into knowing smirk. "Fill er'up James." James obliges and nods, "be back soon". He is a very handsome man. Tall, strong, dark hair and features but a sweet smile that nearly comes off innocent. A college student he works by night and studies by day, I admire him. He always knows what sort of mood I am in, either quiet, very quiet, or irate quiet. We get in a few sentences in my quiet nights. 

Taking a large swallow of my drink I relax and enjoy the burn as it heats from the back of my throat all the way down. Sighing out the last of the heat I continue to run my fingers around the glass, as a blonde man sits next to me, one stool over. His features are sharp and he is dressed in a grey suit with a smart maroon tie. He nods at me as James asks "what can I get for you?" 

"Whatever she's having" the suit says, without skipping a beat. James shoots me a look which I cannot quite make out, jealousy? No, but it wasn't the usual, "no worries I got this look" either. 

"A double?" James words ooze from his firm lips. 

"Please." The suit threw back his glass and drained it, swinging his glaze back at me when he was finished. "Strong stuff there, bad day at the office?" his words flowed from his lips like he's said them thousands of times before.

"No this is my version of a beer after work." I smirk in response giving nothing away. 

"What is this tequilla?" A flush was coming to the suit's face already. I knew it was a matter of minutes before he decided to scoot to the stool next to me. "So you come here often?" He tried to look sincere. Ugh another well rehearsed line. I huff and roll my eyes looking to find James. Busy with the barroom cheerleaders and the Ogre he didn't notice my plea for help. 

Looking forward I began to swirl the remainder of my drink right before gulping it down, savoring the familiar burn. "Damn girl that's hot" the suit winked as he began to move towards the closer stool. Setting my glass down I sigh out the rest of my burn mixed with frustration. 

Just as suit-boy leaned in to say something, James was standing before us. The mass of his body was intimidating enough to give pause to the suit. "Another?" James asked the suit. "Ah, no, I'm good for now" he stammered. James gave me my smirk silently asking if I was ready for another. I tipped my head and he filled me up. James lingered, I was waiting for his move on the suit, but instead his eyes met mine and didn't move. The look was almost too much. I felt a familiar burn, this one did not take liquor, this one was want. Was that what I saw in his look? in his eyes now? 

"Love, I'm off work early tonight, do we have plans?" The words came from his mouth and I swear if felt better than anything I'd ever felt. "Yup" was all I could muster. A silent tingle raging through my body.  Our eyes not breaking apart, even when suit interrupted, "well, I have work early in the morning, was nice to meet you" he tipped his head at me. "By the way, what is that you are drinking?" James eyes piercing into mine, a look that makes my body respond with fury, a look that says he isn't playing a game. Without breaking our tension James says "rum". 

"Well, Rum, it was a pleasure meeting you." I look towards the suit and smile taking the moment to try to collect myself again. He put cash down on the bar and made a b-line for the door. I look back to James wondering if it was just a distraction, but find that I am the one distracted. 

As our eyes meet he leans close to me, "So, Rum, I'm off in twenty minutes." I gave him the smirk he usually gives me as his lips met mine briefly. I nod my usual nod after our lips separate. 

Finishing up and briefing his replacement, Carrie, on what's left I let the rest of my rum slide down warming me up, but the burn has nothing on the fire James put to my lips. 

-Shy Willow

Writing Prompt 5/6/15

Good Evening and welcome to yet another prompt writing. I hope you enjoy today's brief post.

Prompt - Shy


"Hello" she whispered as her eyes study the fingers she was twisting coyly. I studied her beautiful face. Her dark eyes were set in an almond shape. She wore very little make-up which instantly turned me on. There is something about a woman bearing all that I find irresistible. Her pink lips were full, moist, and so smooth I fought the urge to kiss her. I don't kiss them, why do I want to kiss her? Her long, slightly wavy hair cascaded down around her shoulders in a pleasing length. 

Surveying her body I took note of her healthy shape. She was neither very curvy nor so thin that I need worry she may be delicate. 

"Look at me" my voice demanding but soft in tone. This one is different, she is soft and less experienced than others I have met. Her eyes looked up responding immediately to my desire. Again she has my body urging me to touch her and we've only been in the same  room a few moments. 

Obediently she stands still waiting for me to direct her. I am torn is she really this shy? Is she just that submissive? Stepping closer to her face, invading her space I wait to see how she reacts. No flinch comes to her body as she watches my eyes dutifully. Still wondering about this beautiful piece of art in front of me, I realize that she has matched her breathing to mine. 

How can she be that in tune with me already? I reach for her face and caress her check before slipping my hand to the back of her neck. I never give them a name right away, I always wait, its a rule. I never touch them right away, I always wait. I never struggle to control my urges, I often have to work harder to want. She is different, "Hello, Shy" the words came easily from my lips just before touching hers. Our lips felt like they were made for each other.

After pulling slightly away from her I was again shocked by the confident but sweet reaction, she didn't grin, she didn't moan like most others. Shy didn't even move, she simply said, "good evening, Sir". 

- Shy Willow