Things Change~The Force Is With Him

Copyrighted By Nickers 1999-2000

This is the Third in the "Things Change" Series

***Strong Sexual Content***

Justin shoved the redhead out of his hotel room. “Stop your crying! You knew what you were getting yourself into!” He yelled at her shaking body as it made her way down the hallway. “You knew you were just going to be another cheap thrill!” He hollered. His frown turned into a smile when he noticed Kristina making her way back to the room. He quickly beckoned her with his finger, eyes sparkling like a child’s.

He held the door open and motioned for her to go in, smacking her butt as she passed him. He walked into the room, shutting and locking the door behind him. He walked up and placed his arms around her, cupping her butt and pulling her close to him. He ground himself into her pelvis and placed his forehead against hers. “I think it’s time for your next lesson.” He told her while grinning ecstatically. He was in a playful mood and if she behaved, everything would go just fine.

“Justin, I don’t know about his anymore.” She told him. He could sense the fear in her voice.

He leaned down and kissed her neck, right behind her earlobe. Her hands gripped his broad shoulders as he continued. “Krissy, Krissy, Krissy.” He whispered in her ear before sucking playfully on it. “You were going to have to learn sometime.” He pulled back and looked at her, showing his pearly whites. “Aren’t you glad it was me?”

He watched her give a faint smile and nod her head yes before capturing her lips with his. His tongue probed into her mouth as he ravished her tender lips. This time he wasn’t rough and harmful, but rather sweet and fun. His right hand ran under her ass and onto the back of her thigh. His other arm helped support her when he lifted her thigh and held it to his waist. He heard her moan in delight when he pulled her even closer. Soon after he picked her other leg up too and was holding her up entirely, her legs wrapped around his waist. She clung onto him as he made his way backwards, kicking her shoes off as they went. The whole time Justin never let her mouth rest.

Finally he reached the bed and fell backwards, hearing her giggle from the impact. He broke their kiss and began moving her shirt, knowing she had no bra on. “You are so beautiful.” He told her, finally getting the shirt over her head. He saw her questioning look. “Really. I want to be able to have you all the time Krissy.” He worked her pants off of her body. Thankful that there were no underwear in his way. ‘She was probably to sore.’ He thought to himself and couldn’t help but have a smile creep upon his face. He then moved onto his own boxers and Krissy raised up off of him long enough that he could slide them off. “I don’t ever want another guy to touch you.” He saw her shocked face. “They can’t have what I have. It’s mine now. Only mine Krissy. It would kill me if you made me share this!” He was trying his damndest to sound like he cared. In truth, he kind of did. He didn’t want her to find someone who really cared for her like that. She would never come back to him. He knew though, that after this request, she would never disobey him.

She smiled weakly. “So what’s my lesson?” She asked him.

He quickly sat up and grabbed her hips, placing her down on his hard shaft. “I’m going to teach you how to ride me.” He started to guide her hips up and down on him. He watched as her eyes closed in pleasure and a sheer layer of sweat formed on her body. He worked her hips until he was sure she had gotten the hang of it. Letting go he attached his mouth to one of her nipples. He loved the way her body responded to him. Her sighs and moans. Her shivers and goosebumps. He continued letting her ride him. Thrusting up into her as she went. Grunting and sweating.

Soon, though, he got bored. He wanted release and he wanted it now. He harshly grabbed each of her thighs and forcefully pushed her down on him. She screamed out in pain but he was relentless. Never letting go of her thighs. Causing her to cry. He was sure there would be bruises there later, but he could care less. Finally he groaned as he emptied himself into her wet, hot confines. He kept thrusting though, kept hold of her thighs and made her continue riding him. Waiting for her release. Eventually he could tell she was ready by the moan that was muffled by her sobs. She released all over him and collapsed on to him, lifeless. He sighed and gently pulled out of her, laying her next to him in the bed. She was already asleep and he could see the black and blue bruises already beginning to form on her legs. He smiled, thinking of it as leaving his mark before passing out on the bed next to Kristina.

Things Change~Realization
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