Destined To Collide

The Collision Expands-Chapter 31- Donny/Linnie

Trigger warning- the following chapter contains sexual content and also elusions to statutory rape. (WattPad, if this violates anything, let me know and I'll change it, but please don't get rid of this story or ban me from this site)

Later that week; Donny and Linnie's apartment; in the late evening;

Linnie-

Body on body, mouth on mouth, hands all over each other. Such passionate and intense physical chemistry we share. No matter how long it's been or how many times we do it, it still feels even more amazing and more intense the better our sex gets. Donny's always know where and when to put his hands, mouth tongue and manhood.

Minus our little breakup after the Candace Bomb, we've been together for seven months and I've learned more about sex and what turns me on in that short time than I ever did during the four years I was with Spencer. People may say I need to stop comparing Donny and Spencer so much, not just with this, but with everything, but I can't help it. I've been intimate with some of the boring guys I dated in college before Spencer but they were rather pedestrian encounters, devoid of very much passion.

Donny's softly pumping away at me from the missionary position, right now. Yes, I said he's going slow but he's the furthest thing from pedestrian and passionless.

"...Donny...", is all I manage to get out in between my heavy panting, "...I want you...to..." My breathing is quick and heavy

"What?" Donny says quietly, "Am I hurting you? You want me to slow down?" Our eyes are laser locked as he says.

"...No..." I whisper panting, "opposite. Fuck me harder!" I say this without thinking.

"Uh... okay." he sounds confused, "Are you sure?" I don't know but him sounding concerned for my physical safety makes me want him to do it more. I cheekily nod my head quickly.

He looks reluctant but he honors my request and rises from atop of me. He proceeds to grab my legs and brings me to the edge of the bed. He enters me while crouched down and we smack thighs and hollows me out.

This goes on for quite a while and he doesn't finish and I orgasm several times. It was awesome. I never knew he had this in him. I want to take this up a notch.

As he's wailing away on me, I grab his hand and put it on my throat. I want him to choke me!

Suddenly he stops

"What are you doing?!" He yells at me

"I don't know why," I say trying to catch my breath, "I suddenly felt like I wanted you to be rough with me."

"Why!?" He asks. He looks quite upset.

"You're so gentle and affectionate every other time and it's great," I explain, "but I just suddenly wanted to be manhandled by YOU."

"Why do you want me to hurt you?" He asks so sweetly. "I was already uncomfortable with being rougher with you but then you want me to choke you? I don't d0mthat stuff and I'm not going to start now

"I'm sorry, but I've never done that with any of my serious relationships much less the love of my life. I've never done that with my one night stands. Actually, last fall when I got back together with Brook, we started out as friends with benefits and I regrettably did some of that stuff."

"I don't know, I guess that's why it's so enticing to me," I say, "because you're such a sweetheart, doing something that's so out of character, it makes me want to experience your full sexual prowess. And boy, I think I just scratched the surface."

His expression turns serious, "Please, don't ever to ask me to do that to you again." he pleas with me and he even has some fearful tears running down his face. He's so freaking adorable right now.