She felt his breath, hot and sticky, as she stood by the window watching the violent summer storm outside terrorizing the night. As the lightning danced across her darkened bedroom, his fingers traced her every curve and his lips caressed the warm flesh of her neck. She felt his warm chest pressing into her back and the sounds of his heart banging in his chest was like the rhythm of a bass drum. Her heart began to race and her breaths were quick and shallow. She knew, as she watched the rain claim the land, there was a violent midnight storm brewing...
Raven quivered as Tyler's tongue moved from her neck down to her soft shoulders. He reached around and cupped her tits, gently squeezing them as she moaned, trying desperately to hold herself up on her trembling knees.
"I need you, Raven," he whispered, squeezing her nipples between his fingertips, "Don't make me beg you."
Raven closed her eyes, for a moment, and listened to the thunder crashing outside. When she opened her eyes, another bolt of lightning raced across her bedroom and there stood Tyler. His eyes were dark with rage and his breaths had become heavier. He reached out and ripped her night gown off, shredding it and tossing it to the floor.
As Raven stood there, completely helpless and almost naked, she suddenly realized that Tyler was not playing games.
"I'm not going to beg you," he whispered angrily, "Now, take off your panties."
"Tyler, what's your hurry?" she asked, her voice almost trembling.
"No hurry, I just don't like to be kept waiting when I want something," he answered, reaching down and unbuttoning his jeans, "Now, take them off."
Raven's body began to shake as she reached down, slowly sliding her slender fingertips into the waistband of her lacey panties. Her eyes locked on his as she slid them down to the floor.
"Now, see? Was that really so hard?" he asked, unzipping his jeans and kicking them off, "Come here, Raven," he ordered.
Raven hesitated, for a moment, unsure of what Tyler's sudden mood change was all about.
"NOW!!!!," he screamed, taking a few steps toward her.
"Tyler, what the fuck is your problem?" she asked, "Why are you suddenly being so demanding?"
"I'm sick of your mind games, Raven," he answered, "You tease me and tease me, constantly testing my limits and then you somehow always manage to slip right through my grip and it's bullshit. Now, it's my turn so get your ass over here NOW!!!"
"What the fuck are you talking about?" she asked, "What mind games? We've been dating for over five years now and I've always given you what the fuck you've wanted, Tyler."
"No, not always," he said, "I watch the way other men look at you and how it gets you off. I watch your reactions to their bullshit. Total fucking strangers can make you cream your panties, yet, when it comes to me, you act like I'm just some dick you ride on the side."
"That's not true and you know it," she argued.
"Stop arguing with me and get your ass over here, I'm not going to tell you again," he hissed.
Raven stared at him, for a minute, and then took small steps toward Tyler, not really knowing what to expect now.
"Come on, Raven, quit your damn stalling," he said.
"Fuck this," she said, walking over to her bedroom door and grabbing her robe, "I don't need this shit from you. I haven't done a damn thing to you to deserve you being an asshole to me."
Tyler quickly ran after her as she left the room and headed down the hallway, "Get your ass back in there, NOW!!!"
"Fuck you, Tyler," she yelled as she tied her robe securely shut, "Leave me the fuck alone."
Tyler reached out and grabbed her by the arm, twirling her around to face him, "Don't you fucking walk away from me, bitch," he said as his eyes darkened, "You think I don't know about your little office fling you've been having?"
"What the hell are you talking about?" she asked, ripping her arm away from his tight grip."
"Don't play the good girl act with me, I'm not in the fucking mood for it," he snapped, "I know all about David, your boss's nephew."
"David? Oh my God, Tyler, David's just a young man, I think he's like 22 or something," she said, "He's of no threat to you or anyone else."
"No threat?" said Tyler, "Yeah, he's a fucking threat. He wants my girl and that shit just aint gonna work with me."
"Grow up, Tyler," she said, as she turned back around and continued her walk down the hallway, "I'm going downstairs to get a drink, you want one?"
"No, bitch, I don't want a fucking drink, I want you to get your ass back in the bedroom like I told you to," he said, following her every step of the way.
"Fuck you, Tyler, okay? I'm not in the mood for this shit tonight," she answered.
Just then, Tyler grabbed her by the arm again and twirled her around violently, shoving her against the hallway wall and grabbing her cheeks tightly with his strong hand, "You know what? I'm getting really sick of hearing what you are and are not in the mood for. You haven't been in the mood for me in weeks."
"Let me go," she muttered, feeling his grip on her cheeks tightening, "Please, Tyler, let me go. I don't wanna fight with you tonight."
"I don't give a fuck what you want tonight, Raven," he said, jamming her harder into the wall, "Lately it's all about what the fuck you want."
Raven growled and tried her best to push Tyler's 200 lb frame off of her, but it was no use. He had the power; he knew it, she knew it.
He reached down and untied her silk robe, shoving it off of her shoulders with his free hand, again exposing her naked, helpless body. He looked down, eyeing her perfect tits, her large, round nipples and her almost flawless body. He licked his lips and watched her stomach moving up and down rapidly, knowing he had put the fear of God into her, much to his happiness. He grinned and whispered, "How does it feel knowing you have no control? HUH?"
Raven began to moan, almost like a wounded little animal, hoping this would calm Tyler down enough to at least loosen his grip some; but it did not. He reached down and slid his thick finger into her pussy slit, pushing the wet folds open and exposing her growing clit. Slowly, his finger molested her as she stood, helpless and scared, pinned to the cold wall.
Her body quivered and her heart began to race as the midnight storm outside became angrier and angrier; snapping tree branches and flickering the street lights off and on.
As she grew both more excited and more fearful, Tyler continued his assault inside her as he dipped two fingers deep into her dripping pussy, driving them knuckle deep into her insides, forcing her open.
"Mmmm, I've missed feeling your pussy wrapped around my fingers," he moaned as he leaned in and began biting her neck.
Raven figured if she just went along with this, maybe, just maybe, Tyler would become distracted enough to release his grip.
So, she began to play along..
"Tyler, baby, I've missed your touch. I've missed you inside me. Don't stop, baby," she moaned, slowly parting her thighs.
"I know you have, baby," he moaned back, leaning down and taking her left nipple into his mouth, gently sucking it until it rose up on his tongue. ''
Raven closed her eyes and concentrated on the warmth of Tyler's mouth on her nipple and slowly began bucking her hips; riding his fingers as they continued molesting her pussy.
Tyler moaned louder and started sucking Raven's nipple harder, gently biting it and tugging it with his teeth as she groaned like a whore in heat. He then moved to her right nipple, both arousing and abusing it as well as he slid a third finger deep into her pussy, forcing it to open even further.
And, just as she had hoped, Tyler had become so involved in fingering her and sucking her nipples, his grip did indeed begin to loosen. She took full advantage of this and continued whispering dirty thoughts into his ear and riding his fingers.
Seconds later, Tyler had released his grip completely and Raven made her move.
"You bastard!!!" she yelled, pushing him off of her and slapping him in the face, "How dare you fucking accuse me of cheating on you, especially with some low life like that David guy!!"
Tyler stood there, for a moment, completely stunned as his jaw started to ache. He looked at her, watching her quickly tie her robe back up and continue her walk; away from him.
That was it. Tyler had taken all the shit from her he was gonna take. Again, he came up behind her, grabbing her by the arm and twirling her around, only this time, he returned the favor and slapped her across the face. She fell back against the hallway wall as he took to slapping her again and again.
As the lightning lit up the house and the small hallway, he could see a trail of blood running down Raven's busted lip. This not only pleased him, but excited him at the same time. He continued slapping her and back-handing her, letting her know that HE was in charge, not her.
She cried out in pain, trying her best to get away from him. Finally, she was able to push him off of her and she took off back towards the bedroom, fearing that if she ran down the stairs, he would follow her and possibly knock her down.
Just as she grabbed the door, attempting to slam it and lock it, Tyler put his hand between the door and the wall, stopping her plan. He pushed his elbow against it, forcing it open and Raven knew there was no turning back now.
She watched as he angrily forced the door open and began walking towards her, causing her to back up right into their huge dresser. She whinced in pain as the hard wood slammed into her back and Tyler kept on stalking her.
"There's no escape now, bitch," he said, grinning at her now swollen bottom lip, "Where are you gonna run to now?"
"Tyler, please," she begged, "We don't have to do this, baby. There's nothing going on, I swear."
