Grace looked at Frank with tears in her eyes, sitting on the bed in her plain white cotton nightgown. Frank was frustrate and getting ready to leave the dim bedroom, his hand on the knob.

“I don’t understand. What do you want from me?” Grace whispered. It was another long tension filled night.

“What do I want!” Frank turned toward, his face drawn tight in the dim light of the bedroom. “I want you naked, your wrist bound and me sucking your clit hard while I plunge my thumb in and out of your asshole. I want to make you so wet you scream when I enter you. I want your legs over my shoulder so I can shove myself deep inside you. I want your juices to flow down and make the sheets wet. I want you to cum … hard! And when your pussy is dripping and covering your anus with juice. I want to fuck your ass! I take to use you so hard that you scream and you don’t know if it is from pain or pleasure!

Grace had never seen Frank like this, as if he was possessed or had been at least thinking these thoughts for sometime. The thoughts made her cheek burn in shame, yet it excited her to know a man had thought of doing those things to her. Grace brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. She stared at him as if she was a small frighten animal, really seeing Frank for the first time. Frank continued.

“There are time I want to rip your nightgown and fuck you as soon as I see you. I want to slam you up against the wall and take you. Ramming myself deep inside until my cum runs down your legs. I want you so bad at time it hurts. Even now I want to bend you over the foot of the bed, and sink deep in you feeling your ass pound against me. Every time we fuck that way I can smell you sex and ass. It drive me crazy and I want to take you every way possible…”

“Oh…” Grace’s made the small sound, her mouth making a perfect small “O” on her face. She was so wet from listening to Frank’s rant. Grace was clenching her thighs together trying to keep her desire in check and really hear what Frank was saying. She had to struggle to keep her eyes off of Frank’s dark erection, very clearly outlined in the pale moonlight.

Oh…. That’s all you have to say! Fine! FUCK YOU!

Frank slammed the bedroom door. Ripped Grace’s nightgown off her body. Frank tied Grace’s wrist behind her back then flipped her over. Throwing her legs over his shoulder enter her deeply. Grace screamed as he drove into her again and again.

Grace came.

They fucked for hours…

Grace came many times…