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You STILL Can't Control Destiny	By : pensfan100 Category: Casts RPF > Star Wars (all) > Star Wars (all) Views: 9139 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the people I am writing about in this fanfiction. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: You STILL Can't Control Destiny
Author: pensfan100
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sequel to You Can't Control Destiny. It picks up just before Hayden and Natalie's wedding.
Warnings: Aggressive sex, and sexual language.
Disclaimer: It's made up and there's no money in it for me! I just love the couple!

Chapter 4

“What?”

“I…I can’t do that!” Natalie exclaimed, horrified.

“What does it say?” Hayden drawled, fixing expectant eyes on her.

“You know what it says!” She gasped, her own eyes darting away from his. The full lips compressed and she looked back down at the paper, suddenly very shy.

“Read it.”

“I did!”

“Out loud.”

“No! I…”

“Out loud. Just like all the others.”

Natalie bit her lip. Her voice uneven and trembling she read:

“You will sit where I tell you to sit. Once there you must touch yourself to show me how much you want me.”

The paper fluttered to the ground and Natalie pressed hands to her hot cheeks. The audacity he displayed showed no signs of abating. Hayden got up and fetched the timer and a bar stool near the kitchen counter setting them down by a wall. Walking back he loomed over her, a golden god in the shadows. He reached down and drew her to her feet, fingers peeling the scarves away, leaving her exposed to his wandering eyes.

“You must please me, slave, by showing me how badly your body wants my possession,” Hayden led her to the stool. His strong hands lifted her onto the stool and Natalie clamped her legs together, her arms trying to shield her upper body from him. “Gone shy on me all of a sudden? You weren’t a bit shy a little while ago when you were going down on me.”

Natalie’s face burned. Embarrassed, but so turned on by this nastier Hayden, she vacillated between choices of going along with him or ending the game. His hands anchored to her hips from behind and he leaned down to her ear.

“I’m right here, so if you lean back you won’t fall off,” he whispered, his hot breath causing her to shiver. “Now, I want you to look at me while you pleasure yourself.”

“But I can’t see you if you’re behind me,” Natalie pointed out, her mind trying to pick up on his mind’s track.

Hayden picked her up, barstool and all and moved her a few feet to the right.

“There,” he smiled, satisfied, “now you can see my face…and I can see yours.”

‘There’ was a ¾ length mirror hanging on the wall near the door and she stared wide-eyed at Hayden who was grinning wickedly at her over her shoulder.

“Um, slave, you’re going to have to uncross your arms and open your legs,” Hayden raised his brows. “How else will I know you want me enough?”

Natalie swallowed and dipped her head, the hair from her side part falling over one eye. She had no clue how sexy she appeared to him and when she met Hayden’s gaze in the mirror it hardened his resolve…and something else.

“I…can’t.” She whispered in panic. “I…I won’t!”

Hayden’s hands reached around her grabbing her wrists. In spite of her valiant struggle she was no match for his superior strength. Slowly he spread her arms open baring her breasts to his hungry eyes. In the mirror Natalie watched them feast on the sight and she couldn’t tear her eyes away from it. When those sexy eyes had looked their fill they met hers in the reflection.

“Tsk, tsk,” Hayden shook his head, “I see your legs are still locked tight. I’m not going to force them open.” He tilted his head as if considering a thought that had just slithered through his mind. “Though, I could.”

Natalie bit her tongue to halt any responding moans. This deliberate toying was driving her crazy!

“Slave, your belly dance was most enjoyable,” came the low murmur. “I would love to someday see you undulate in front of me dressed as you are now.” He sighed dramatically and ran a finger up and down her throat. “Pity I didn’t write that down on a slip of paper, too.” Amused, one side of his mouth lifted. “Now, touch yourself for me, slave. Show me you want me inside you.”

“Yes, master,” the words fell out breathless and shaky as Natalie submitted to Hayden’s unyielding will.

Teeth sinking into her bottom lip, Natalie stared at their reflections, heart quivering. If she could have she’d have looked away, but Hayden’s eyes refused to let her go. A fire burned in their depths, a blue flame ready to erupt into a white-hot conflagration. He wanted her, but he reined himself in on a tight leash. He was not going to take her until she did his bidding. Hypnotized, Natalie’s eyes stayed riveted to his, falling deeper and deeper under his spell.

At first, the hand lying still on her leg barely moved, but its almost imperceptible drag over her skin was magnified in her state of excitement. The palm of her hand was hot as it coaxed the flesh to smooth and soften to a call her body knew well. The indomitable will she normally possessed wilted under the desire coiling inside her. Thwarting his will was no option.

Hayden’s eyes locked onto Natalie’s and saw the hand lift to the soft skin of her throat. In his peripheral vision it slid along her skin, a seemingly innocuous act. But he saw it in her eyes. His touch had been there last. As the hand moved over the skin, he watched the gold in her eyes flare to life, singeing him with their need.

Those beautiful eyes drifted shut as her hand made contact with the smooth flesh of her belly. In her mind’s eye Natalie saw him watching the hand circle over the skin, edging closer to the underside of her breasts. Fingers dug hard into her hips, a command to open her eyes. Heavy-eyed, she dragged them open halfway, meeting the expression reflected in the mirror with a sly smile, a knowing smile, for his eyes followed her hand waiting for more.

The thought of him watching her pleasure herself while thinking of him spiked her arousal. The other hand joined in when his eyes wavered back to hers. A delicate arch of her back sent the hands up and over the firm breasts, cupping them, drawing his attention. It felt like his burning eyes physically touched the nipples, which puckered into eager nubs aching for his hand or mouth’s caress. Hayden stood still. In the mirror he was a statue of a god hewn from granite. Except his eyes moved to hers. In the mirror they bade her for more, and complying, her fingers encircled the nipples, pulling and twisting them just enough to force a low moan from her throat. Her brown eyes closed to relish the sensations she let loose, imagining his fingers working the magic instead. Droplets of desire oozed from her, the aroma of arousal thick around them.

Once again the fingers squeezed her hips forcing her eyes to flutter open. Her reflection’s lips were parted, the breath escaping in rapid pants. Leaning back against Hayden’s chest Natalie noticed how his own rose and fell, drawing in deep, stabilizing breaths in an attempt to quiet the racing heart thudding heavily against her back.

Natalie’s head spun with increasing ardor. The longer the blue eyes reached into her reflection, the stronger her passion grew. His expression never changed, nor did his body move, but against her back his hardness reasserted itself. The refusal to react goaded her to try and break him.

A wicked light danced in her eyes as a smile misted across her face. Eyes peeled to his, one hand continued to tease a nipple, shooting sparks of electricity through her, while the other moved down over her belly in a sensuous glide. Hayden’s eyes flickered momentarily tracing the hand’s path then back. Natalie smiled knowingly when she caught the muscle clench in his jaw and the hard swallow lift his Adam’s apple. Oh, yes, he was VERY attentive!

Lower and lower her hand slid and her heart pounded, stealing her breath. Eyes peeled to his, she watched him as her fingers connected with the soft curls already damp with wanting him. Hayden’s eyes lowered, drawn in fascination to the legs slowly parting, opening to him in the mirror. A finger dipped lower into the folds that protected her sex.

Hayden’s eyes met hers just as her finger slid over its target. A soft cry left her lips and her head thrust back against his shoulder, her eyes holding his. He swallowed again. Again she traced the path and her hips moved. Again. And again. Soon, a rhythm she couldn’t control thrust her hips back and forth against her finger. When it dipped into her she cried out again, one arm reaching back and encircling his neck for support.

Lost to the dance, she whimpered his name, the edge of the cliff approaching. Eyes peeled to her in the mirror, his hoarse voice whispered, “Don’t let go, slave. It is forbidden.” Faster her hips moved as she stared back at him.

“Please!”

“No.”

She wasn’t going to last. She knew it. She wanted him to finish this. Frantic, her eyes slipped from his to the floor to check the time.

The hand that boxed his ear came out of nowhere.

“OW!” Hayden jerked his head back, releasing her and grabbing his ear.

Off the stool she bounded, spinning on him and shouting heated words at him that he couldn’t quite make out. The palm that cracked his cheek was loud and clear.

“You bastard!!!!” Natalie screamed at him, shaking with fury and pent up sexual frustration. “You didn’t even turn the timer on!!! You let me go on and on and on.” A sob choked her. “Damn you, Hayden!”

The hands came at him again, but he’d recovered and was quicker, grabbing them and pinning them to her sides.

“That’s it!” He fumed and sweeping her up in his arms he strode into the small dining room.

Natalie kicked and screamed until Hayden plopped her down onto the table with an unceremonious thud. Battling her fists he grabbed her hips and pulled her to the table’s edge. Circling her wrists behind her back he leaned over her plunging into the wet, hot center, causing her to bite her lip hard. She leaned her upper body farther away from him, supporting herself on her hands, her hips wedged tightly against his.

Hayden squeezed his eyes shut a few moments, the sweet sheath of her shutting out the stinging cheek where her palm print reddened. His hands clutched her hips and he tested the fit moving lazily in and out. The ragged groan that escaped her brought a knowing grin to his lips. Brown eyes focused between her legs where his thick flesh impaled her. Her upper body edged closer to his, her eyes lifting. Natalie’s breath stuck in her throat at the feral warning in his eyes.

“That slip of paper said nothing about a time limit,” He hissed at her, moving steadily in and out of her, avoiding the spot packed with nerve endings and denying her full impact. “I didn’t HAVE to set the timer.”

Shamefaced, Natalie realized he told the truth, but it quickly lost importance, her body craving his release into her.

When he pulled out she sat up and grabbed for him. He stepped back and wagged a finger.

“Uh-uh, slave,” Hayden’s voice grated from the strain of denial, “when I say so, not until.”

“Hayden,” Natalie felt tears slip down her cheeks, her body so hyped up she couldn’t think logically anymore. “Please.”

Hayden leaned down, licking the tears. Fingers twisted into his hair, intent on guiding his mouth to hers. His hands eased hers away from his head.

“Lie down, slave,” He commanded, eyes heavy with lust. Belatedly, he noticed Natalie’s body shook violently. When she continued to stare in mute supplication, he whispered, “Do it.”

Unable to do nothing but comply, Natalie lay back on the table, eyes peeled to him. Hayden stood at the table’s end, glittering eyes taking in the sight. Natalie lay under his gaze as it roamed her body, filling with satisfaction at legs spread open for him. Moments passed as his eyes dwelt on the glistening wetness clinging to her thighs and outer lips.

“Scoot back,” he ordered. She obeyed and he crawled onto the table between legs that quickly anchored around his hips, guiding him into her, her hips rising to meet his welcomed thrust.

Natalie’s muscles gripped him as he began to move within her with long, delicious strokes. She shuddered and moaned with acute relief.

“Oh, baby,” Hayden groaned, his eyes, dark with purpose, boring into hers. “Yyeesssss!”

Hayden propped himself on his forearms, his eyes watching Natalie’s breasts jiggle from the force of his body plundering hers.

“You know, those twins tonight wanted me to take them into the bedroom and screw them in a ménage a trios,” his deep voice taunted. Natalie whimpered, her eyes glaring with jealousy. The lean hips picked up their pace, causing her arms to steal around his shoulders. “But...” he breathed out in ragged pants, “I wasn’t interested.” Natalie bit her tongue to silence her aroused noises. “All I could think about…” he grimaced at the feeling beginning to assail him, reaching deep to delay the moment, “was you spreading your legs for me.” His head tilted back as he reveled in her and growled. “And you are sooo hot…and tight…and…”

The words never materialized. His mouth swooped devouring hers, their tongues mating as she whimpered into his mouth, her body writhing in desperation under his.

Pounding into her, he tore his mouth away so he could watch her fall apart. Grinding his hips into hers he began to fulfill her pleas for completion. Every time he thrust Natalie cried out strung up in torment.

“Please!” She cried up at him, tears spilling over. “Ah! Hayden! Ah! I can’t take any more! P…Please!”

The dark, blond head lowered, brushing her damp cheek. Sharp teeth bit into her shoulder, snapping her hips off the table. Hayden’s hips pushed her back down, one hand untangling a leg from around his waist and lifting it over his shoulder. The change in the angle of penetration proved too overwhelming. Natalie’s eyes focused on the piercing gaze of her lover.

“Now, baby,” Hayden rasped, a large hand caressing the rounded cheek of her rear and smooth skin of her thigh, sneaking up to pinch a tight nipple between his fingers. Lips touched her ear whispering words she’d never heard pour from his lips before as his cock bumped the entrance to her womb. The litany detailing what he wanted to do to her and how it felt to be screwing her hitched her hips faster against his, the flush flooding her skin.

Natalie screamed with relief as her orgasm quaked through her body. Writhing against him, she continued to cry as the shockwaves shuddered around her. Hayden stroked faster, pounding into her with such a frenzy their bodies skidded along the table until Natalie’s head hung over the other end, the breath stuttering from her throat as the waves of her orgasm swelled and exploded.

A jolt of release surged through Hayden and he snarled, flinging his head into Natalie’s neck. He ejaculated with such force he bit her neck hard, his body jetting his seed into hers. A startled cry ripped from Natalie, her short nails scrabbling for his damp shoulders, biting into the skin and shredding a bloody path down his back. Hayden gritted his teeth at the pain mingling with his release as her walls kept squeezing him. Long fingers contracted into her hair as the last of his life giving essence shot into her.

Somehow, Hayden had the presence of mind to pull her head back onto the table. Then, covered in sweat, glued to her body, chest heaving, he buried his head against hers…and passed out.
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