A couple days after the events with Rich, her husband left on a business trip which opened up Jess' nights allowing her to spend the next few nights beating as many thugs as she could find. After a couple of nights, they began to just run when they saw her. That helped her feel more empowered, but it still left her with pent up aggression.
She had been looking forward to running into Scott, or that large man that beat her a week ago. She wanted to get revenge on them specifically.
Apparently, she wasn't having any luck, so she decided to call it a night.
With that she transformed before returning to the gym where she left her car and civilian equipment.
She felt the tension leave her as she stepped through the door to her home, looking forward to a quiet night alone. Maybe she could figure out how she got into this mess.
She was lost in thought about the most recent events as the living room light flicked on, "Hey girl, long time no see."
"Who the..." she gasped jumping away from the foreign voice. Her eyes began to focus on the figure rising from the chair and walking towards her. "Scott? What're you doing here? Why are you in my home?"
Ignoring her questions he walked up closer to her and put his hands on her hips, bringing her attention to the minimal amount of clothes she was wearing. "Damn. I was coming by because I need your professional services, but seeing you like this, I'd like to spend some time getting to know each other more intimately."
His eyes moved up her body, locking onto her eyes. She didn't notice that he had slowly backed her up against the wall and began to press his body into hers. She could smell the leather of his jacket mixed with his musk. He'd been exerting himself recently.
He moved his mouth closer to hers and whispered, "Where's your husband?"
Her voice quivered, "Umm...he's...he's out of town...he'll be gone for a week." Why was she answering him, the last time she saw him he used her, was she looking forward to that now?
His lips drew into a smile. "Good." He pulled her close to him and pressed his lips onto hers, his need for her growing. "I've been thinking about you since our last encounter. I want to make you mine." With that he put his thumbs under her sports bra and pulled it over her head freeing her breasts.
"I was selfish the last time we saw each other. I didn't take the time to get to know your delicious body. I think I'll make up for that this time." He bent low taking one of her breasts into his mouth, one hand on her back holding her in place, the other moving to her other breast teasing and pinching her nipple.
Jess let out a breathy moan as he sucked her breast while his tongue played with her nipple. She wrapped her own arms around his head, her own need refusing to let him free.
After a few minutes of him continuing to work on her breasts she felt a dampness grow between her legs. She was ready for him to move on. She pulled his head free from her nipple, and while she could see the disappointment in his eyes at loosing such a prize, he could see the lust on her face and hear the rapidness of her breathing. She wanted him to take her.
"Time to take it to the bedroom?"
She looked into his eyes, she did nothing to mask the lust on her face. She bit her lip as she nodded.
He smiled as he easily picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. She never thought about how he knew where it was.
Once there he threw her facedown on the mattress. "Now for the main event." He said as he pulled down her workout shorts and panties, exposing herself before him.
While he disrobed she looked back over her shoulder at him. He had a firm body and his manhood stood at attention, ready to plunder her.
Once he was naked he climbed on top of her, still facedown body. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled back so that he could kiss her as he guided his rock hard cock inside her eager pussy.
He was surprised at how smoothly he had entered her. "Damn girl, have you been thinking about me too?" He let go of her hair and let her face fall back onto the bed as he began to work himself in and out of her.
"Yesss..." she hissed as she used her hands to grab ahold of her comforter.
He grabbed onto her ass and spread her cheeks so that he could watch himself enter her. "Damn you've got a nice pussy. Tell me, is this cock bigger than your husbands?" He asked slamming it to the hilt inside of her.
The only sounds that came from her were helpless moans of lust. He grabbed both of her arms and pulled back on them as he continued to pound into her from behind.
"I must be, you seem to be drunk off my cock already."
"Yes you are...and yes I am..." she moaned underneath him. "Please keep fucking me." She was enjoying being taken from behind. She was powerless to stop the man plundering her depths. He had total access to her and was taking full advantage.
"Damn you are a bad bitch...I like that. I definitely made the right decision to keep you. You know that right, you're mine now. You belong to me now."
The orgasm that rocked through her seemed to confirm his statement. She pushed hard back against him as her body shook. He continued to pound into her, her pussy squeezing his cock. It belonged to him now.
"Holy shit! You are going to make me come!" He cried out as he buried himself inside her and came deep within her. "Damn woman! You must need this bad! I've not come that hard or that fast in a long time."
Jess laid there with a satisfied smile as she felt his seed warm her belly. His cock started to soften in her grateful pussy.
"Don't worry, we're not done yet. I knew I'd be having fun with you so I planned ahead. I'll be ready to go again in a minute."
She felt empty as he pulled out of her, causing his not to register with her. She laid there satisfied, his seed began to leak from her. She'd not been fucked like that in a while. Dan always made sweet love to her, and while Rich just used her as a cocksleeve, he didn't care if she got off. Scott seemed to be taking joy in getting her to come.
She didn't know that her night had just begun.
Her eyes widened as an oiled finger pushed into her asshole. "What?" She asked as a hand went around her neck holding her head pressed firmly into the covers.
