#rough boy

He’s angry but I'm not sure why; I’ve asked and all he does is snap at me so I leave it alone but I'm still walking on eggshells… which is making me angry. I can deal with his “Salty Valty” moments and I can deal with his moodiness but the sheer fact he won't fucking talk to me is enough to make me boil.

So we sit on the sofa in the den with a movie playing in the background and he’s quietly seething.  His phone will buzz and he’ll say something in Swedish, I'll ask with genuine concern if everything is okay, he snaps at me and we go around in a circle again.  

Eventually I've had enough and I snap back; “What?! Just what the fuck is wrong?’

He huffs and raised an eyebrow at me as if it will make any fucking difference right now…. It does but now I'm just horny as well as angry. 

“You fucking heard me! If something has pissed you off talk it out or stop huffing and grumbling and getting pissy when I show concern… don't you dare take out whatever it is on me!” 

I stand and walk out the den with my hands in fists; it isn't long until Valter is jogging after me.  I expect a heartfelt apology, I expect him to cup my face in his hands and tell me he loves me and that he was wrong to take out his anger on me, I expect a soft kiss and a bear hug.  What I got was shoved against the bannister and spun to face him, I got his mouth against mouth with such ferocity I thought I was going to pass out from lack of air, I got his hands gripping my hips and pulling them against his while he pressed against me. 

I moan into his mouth but try to push him away as his fingers dig into me painfully; he retaliates by nipping my lip enough to bruise and moving to push me up the stairs backwards.  I think we’re heading for the bedroom but I know in all reality, we’re not getting there; my point is proven when we both trip and he catches me before I can hurt myself.

Valter pushes the skirt up my legs and I play hard to get by making him force my knees open with rough growl against my neck and then a sharp nip in the same area. His fingers work quickly to pull down my panties; he gets frustrated and swears resorting to just ripping them at the seams and throwing the fabric aside while unzipping his jeans one handed. I pull at his shirt and hurriedly pull it off of him so I can run my hands over his skin; he growls and tears at my tee to join his on the bannister then bites over my bare skin, his hands pulling my hips towards him and guiding his cock inside my pussy. 

I gasp and moan, dropping my head back and steadying myself on the step behind me as Valter sets a deep rough pace pulling me onto every sharp thrust of his hips.  I groan and pant his name out in every breath trying to tilt and rock my hips to his but only succeeding in making Valter growl at me for trying to take any control.

His fingertips dig into my ass and make me call out in pleasure at the sting “slap me…”

He moans and spanks my thigh hard; it feels amazing but not what I wanted.

“No… no… slap me...slap my… face!” I arch and twist my hips down onto him as Valter grinds his hips deep into me.  He pants and groans roughly and although he’s holding back I can tell he’s considering it. 

“Please!” I cry out and manage to work my hips to his movements and then I feel a sting across my face followed by a warmth radiating out from my cheek.

I moan louder and open my eyes to look at Valter; his hand moves to grip my jaw tight so I can't move away and I have never seen his eyes so intense; I’ve never seen him so focused and I’ve never been more turned on than I am right now. 

Valter pants and snaps his hips repeatedly; his cock pushes deep into me and hits everything at once.

“Again!” I whine. I whimper. I practically beg him to fuck me harder. 

His hand shifts position and grips my throat just under my jawbone then squeezes. He stares directly into my eyes; he knows exactly what the fuck that does to me and along with his large hand restricting the bloodflow to my brain I feel like I'm swimming in thick air. 

My eyes start to roll back in my head and my panting becomes shallow & quick. I grip onto the step behind me, calling out and then all but screaming when he releases his grip and orgasm quite literally rips through me.  My legs tremble uncontrollably around him and then my elbows give out as Valter grips my ass cheeks to pull me onto him as he fills me, calling out against my chest with his release.

We lay in a tangled mess on the stairs steadying our breathing and relaxing against each other slowly.

The light kisses I expected earlier are peppered over my bare skin now and he slowly moves them up my neck over the fading red marks until he reaches my lips.

“I’m sorry…” he whispers.

“Just talk to me when you're angry, baby.” 

He nods “...but this was so much more enjoyable.”