Whirlwind on Fire

Mai used to be so proud. She didn’t need a man. She was an independent woman. Mai was going to be fine by herself. So what the hell was this?

Isao was the enemy. That’s what she told herself. He was so beautiful and all of the girls loved him. Mai wanted to punch him in the face. Still, they were in a hotel room together. There were many things that led up to this point. They were on a forced date and it started raining.

She didn’t know what she was thinking. Part of her wanted to deny what was happening. Mai could’ve spoken up and said no. She could’ve ended this. It would be over with just a word.

But it didn’t happen that way.

No, instead Mai let it all happen.

Isao was the one who followed her back to her room. Why didn’t she kick him out then? She had no idea why he followed her back to her room. Maybe it was the rain. (Mai had every reason to curse the rain now.) They didn’t have to do anything.

He took a shower in the room. Mai sat on the bed, waiting. She didn’t know how to handle this. The old her would’ve kicked him out and slammed the door in his room. But no. She let him in.

When he came out of the shower, Mai felt her face turn bright red. Her heart pounded in her chest. What was this? She had seen Isao shirtless before. Why was this time different? The next moment, he was the one in control. And it only took one question.

“Tell me, what do you want?” Isao asked. Mai sat on the bed, staring at him. What did she want? This wasn’t her. This wasn’t her at all. She was supposed to be the one in control. Mai refused to let some man control her. She was her own person. That confidence and her brain were not connecting.

Mai lifted her chin.

“Take me,” she said. That was all it took. He came and kissed her on the lips. They got undressed and she gave in. This wasn’t right. This wasn’t her. But she couldn’t stop. In fact, she welcomed it without a word. Her mind got lost in the pleasure. He himself took it all in. She spread her legs for him on command.

Mai experienced a world of confusion in those moments. This wasn’t supposed to happen but they were here. Somehow, she didn’t mind. In fact, Mai started to love it. She moaned as he pounded into her. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. Submission didn’t have to be such a bad thing. Even strong independent women could enjoy being the bottom once in a while. She pulled him into her arms as he pounded deeper and harder. Mai’s eyes rolled back into her head.

“More! Harder! Harder!” she pleaded. She gave in to her orgasm before he reached his climax. He looked into her eyes as they rested in each other’s arms. He reached up and brushed her hair out of her eyes.

“Better?” Isao asked. Mai couldn’t say a word. Instead, she fell asleep in his arms. Isao kissed her on the forehead.

“Heh,” he said to himself. It didn’t take long for him to doze off too.