Page 176 of Obsession

“You okay, baby?” he asked when he finally broke away from me.

“No… yeah… fuck, it’s…”

“Too much?” he added when it was clear my lucidity was fading.

I nodded frantically.

“Shh, relax,” he whispered over my skin. “I’ll take it easier on you.”

I could still sense amusement in his voice, but also pleasure.

“I have waited too long for you. I have craved you for so long, I could take a bite of you now.”

“You did bite,” I sighed with pleasure as his palm massaged me tenderly.

His erotic smile vibrated in my veins.

“Yes, I did, and I’m far from being satiated by your taste.”

I wiped my sweaty forehead and tried controlling the sensations running through me. He was certainly more tender now as my body could still feel the heated aftermath of his earlier attack. I never thought pleasure could become so strong, bordering on unbearable.

“Since you’ve stopped me, I want to see something now. Something that’s been driving me crazy.”

I didn’t understand him until he flipped me onto my stomach. I didn’t stand a chance against him, so I just snorted into the pillow before I heard one of the strongest moans Harris let out.

I looked over my shoulder to see him grab my ass with his palms and sink his teeth into my buttock. I turned my head and screamed into the pillow.

“You know how long I wanted to do that for?

I looked at him curiously.

“Since the first time I saw you. You were on the grass, and you bent over to get the water bottle. I swore to myself that I would sink everything I have into this ass.”

My eyes widened, then I burst out laughing.

“You started with your teeth. Dare I ask what else you are going to sink?”

His grin clearly answered the question.

It was strange that for a so-called virgin, I wasn’t at all ashamed to be standing in front of him like this, while his tongueleisurely licked over my buttocks. I’d stopped being a virgin from the first moment Harris had pinned me against the wall and walked all over my purity with his boots, leaving nothing but a kinky, horny beast in his wake, as he’d called me.

He squeezed the flesh in his palms, and I couldn’t suppress my reactions, not that I tried too hard.

Finally, I felt free. Free to take whatever I wanted from him and offer him everything I had, because the toxicity I’d felt at the beginning had long since faded. I sensed that he was just as honest as I was, and we were going to give each other a real chance this time.

His teeth dug into my skin again, deeper. He moaned, I screamed. The temperature continued to rise. He took a marker from his desk and wrote something on my ass.

I propped myself up on my elbows to see what he was doing and started laughing.

He had written “MINE” on my right buttock, along with his famous “S” a little lower.

I couldn’t help but tease him about it.

“Just the right one? You’re leaving the left one to me?”

He frowned, and it didn’t take more than three seconds for him to do the same with my left.

“You’re laughing now, baby, because when I’ll get inside here, you’re going to scream as loud as your lungs will allow.”

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