Page 7 of His Obsession

“You’re insane,” I remark. “I don’t need you to get off.”

“If you make yourself come, you’ll only have yourself to blame when you’re punished,” he warns.

“Get away from me,” I snap. Lucian drops his hand and looks me over for a moment before disappearing. I look around for my panties, but the freak took them. I’m not even surprised.

I put away all the books before walking back upstairs. “Hey,” I say sweetly. “I’ll be back tomorrow to keep looking.”

“Okay, dear. I’ll also keep looking and see if I can’t find something for you,” she replies.

I go to the store and get all of my groceries before driving home. The gate is open when I return, and that concerns me. Why have a gate and a guard shack if it’s left unattended? The sidewalks are empty. When I pull into the driveway, I realize everyone is at Lucian’s for their party. I spent so long at the library and the store that I lost track of time.

I gather all of my groceries in a few trips, and when I’m going in for the last time, I see a flash of someone fully naked inside Lucian’s house. I know there are a lot of people over there, but why are there naked people?

I go in and put away all of my groceries before stepping outside and walking over. I was invited, so this will give me a chance to be nosy. Although maybe I should not be going into the home of someone who keeps finger-fucking me in public without letting me come.

The door is open, so I step inside and follow the voices to locate everyone. When I don’t find anyone, I turn and run into Carol. “Jesus, you scared me. Am I late?” I ask.

“No, you’re right on time,” she says kindly. “Looking for them?”

“Yeah. I hear people, but I don’t know where they are. This house is huge,” I laugh nervously.

“Check the basement. Noise carries in old houses. They usually set up down there since it has an open floor plan,” she says. “I’m just going to drop these snacks in the kitchen and be down.”

“Okay. Thank you,” I say. She points me to the basement entrance before walking off and I make my way down the stairs. When I get to the bottom landing, I hear loud moans behind the door. I stop with my hand on the door and wait.

“Hear how desperate she is to come,” Lucian whispers in my ear. He scares me but before I can scream, he covers my mouth and pulls me back against his chest. “Want to see who it is?”

I am hesitant, but I nod. He opens the door in front of me and walks me inside. It’s another small room, but this has a big window in it. I try to pull away from him when I get overwhelmed at the sight of Laura tied to a Saint Andrews cross while everyone in the room is wearing vendetta masks.

I bite his hand, so he wraps his fingers around my throat instead. “Let go of me. What the fuck is…”

“She is consenting,” he says softly. “She has a ping-pong ball in her hand. If she drops it, he will stop.”

“Why the fuck was I invited to this?” I ask.

“If you are going to live here, you need to know your neighbors,” he says. One of the men presses a wand massager to Laura, and she moans loudly as her body shakes. Each time she makes a noise, he slaps her tit, and she whimpers. Eventually, he grabs a hold of her nipple and twists as she comes.

“Who the fuck are you people?” I ask. I want to look away, but I can’t.

“We are you, Elise,” he says. I groan when he pushes his fingers into me. I push my hips back to take more of him. “Everyone has a fantasy. Hers is being used. She loves to come, and he loves to make her come. They’re comfortable in their skin and they’re not afraid to explore every corner of their sexuality.”

“Why do you keep edging me?” I ask. He drops to his knees and moves us so that his back is to the window, and he is in front of me. Everyone in the room suddenly turns to face the window. “Fuck. They’re looking at me.”

“Because you think you are being forced to come,” he says.

“They’re looking at me. Lucian,” I say but don’t move.

“Let them. Make them wonder who it is that has you begging to come,” he says before pushing his tongue into my pussy.

“Fuck, that’s good,” I groan. Lucian growls as he pulls one of my legs up to drape over his shoulder. Everyone is looking at me but Laura. I watch as the man drops to his knees in front of her and start eating her pussy like Lucian is doing to me. When she looks up at me and smiles, Lucian starts sucking on my clit and my eyes roll back.

“Dear God, I want to come,” I moan. I must have said the right words because he sucks harder and pulls more moans out of me. Laura has her eyes dead locked with me, and as long as I keep looking at her, Lucian doesn’t stop. Every time I say something that indicates consent, he does more. “Please. Luci. Please.”

Moaning my annoying nickname for him makes him growl against my pussy. I cry out when he bites down on my clit while sucking and I want to come so badly. I run my fingers through his dark hair and grip onto it before I rock my hips. His teeth pull against my clit, and it sends jolts of pain through me that push me closer to release.

“Fuck. She’s going to come. I want to come. Please. God, please,” I moan wildly. In almost perfect synchrony, we both tip our head back and scream to the heavens as an ear ringing orgasm tears through my body. When Lucian pulls away and stands, everyone turns back to Laura.

“Good girl, Elise,” he says, tipping my chin up.

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