Page 88 of His Obsession

I didn’t want to fight with him, but there was so much tension between us. I needed to erase it all, start again, and get lost in his arms and never to be found. To build a new world, in the here and now, a new world built on trust and honesty. Now that his secrets had been revealed that could happen, we could start anew. Would he want that?

I ran my fingertips across his stubble, enjoying the feel of it poking my sensitive skin. “I want to kiss you.” I waited for him to push me away and tell me no. To remove my hands from him and walk out the door.

“I won’t stop you,” he said, his warm breath caressing my lips.

A smile lifted at the corners of my lips, and I gently pressed them to his. His tongue slicked across my mouth, urging me to open and let him taste me. I parted and let him take the lead, his tongue dancing with mine, slow and sensual.

Electricity pulsed through my body, and I felt my body come alive. As if his kiss was the one thing that could keep me going and raise me from my metaphorical death.

His hands ran circles under my nightshirt, causing a rippling of shivers up and down my body. I deepened the kiss, gorging myself on everything he offered. My arms wrapped around his neck, and I tugged my fingers through his silky hair, holding him closer to my body. I never wanted to let go of him; I never wanted him to leave. He was stuck with me now, whether he liked it or not.

Alek ran his hands slowly down towards my ass and pulled me onto his lap. My knees sat on either side of his thick, muscled thighs, and I ground my sex against him, needing to feel closer, to increase the friction my body craved.

I nipped at his lip, sinking my teeth into his soft skin, feeling the rumble of his chest against my pebbled nipples. Alek encased my throat in a gentle squeeze and slipped his lip from between my teeth. The heated arousal in his eyes caused liquid to pool between my legs, soaking my panties. I wanted to get down on my knees and beg him for his affection, to plead for the pleasure his gaze promised me.

Alek ran his lips down my throat, nipping at the delicate skin, his warm breath tickling my hairs. I tugged at the bottom of my shirt and pulled it quickly over my head, missing the contact for just that split moment. The quick bite on my breast pulled me back into the pit of desire and forced a loud cry from deep within.

Alek turned and dumped me on my back, landing on the soft mattress, his mouth covering mine as I gripped his hair, holding him to me like a lifeline. My pent-up energy of self-denial exploded, and I needed more. His tongue teased my nipple, wetting it with his warmth, then bit, pulling the delicate peak with his teeth. The sting of pain sent a jolt of pleasure between my legs. His touches continued their trail down my body, stopping at my navel and giving it a lick. Shivers broke over me, and my legs quivered—a growl emanated from his chest.

“Alek,please,” I said breathlessly. I peered down the length of my body to see his grin disappear between my thighs.Oh, God.

His kisses teased my folds while he curled his arms around my thighs and pulled them apart. Gentle nips stung my inner thighs before drifting to my center. The tip of his tongue dipped between my lips, and found my clit.

Heat climbed up my body, and I arched my back, enjoying the powerful sensation between my legs. I pinched my nipples while his tongue worked my body up into the highest part of heaven. I ground my hips against his face, needing more. The urge to come was at the precipice, and I was about to take a steep dive.

The feel of his fingers digging into my thighs, a sensory overload that caused an eruption. “Oh, fuck.” I came, shuddering. My hands tore through my hair as his tongue pressed harder into my soaked folds, lapping up my juices. Spots erupted behind my eyelids, and a light show became a part of the experience.

The warmth from my orgasm lessened, and I released my fingers from my hair. He stood and ran his skull tattooed hand down his chin, wiping my juices from his face.

“Delicious.”

My heart leaped, I could feel the blush creep up my face, and I tried to hide it.

He took my hands in his and pulled them away from my face. “Don’t hide your face from me.” His smile awakened a strange feeling inside.

His tongue licked my lips, and I opened, tasting my come on his tongue. I drew my nails down his back until they reached his waistband, where I slipped my fingers underneath and pushed them down over his ass.

Alek moved my hands out of the way and finished removing his sweats. His long thick cock seized my attention, pre-cum sat glistening on the tip. My legs tightened with anticipation. “Don’t be gentle,” I told him, no longer needing slow and sensual. I wanted the raw, unadulterated Alek. The one that didn’t hold back. I needed the Alek that took what he wanted, the one that made me weak with cum running down my legs.

His cocky grin lit fireworks inside my belly as he grabbed my ankles and pulled me to the edge of the bed, his cock resting between my thighs. “You sure?”

Biting my lip, I said, “Definitely.” If I continued to bite my lip, I wouldn’t have one anymore.

Twisting my hips, Alek tossed me to my belly and slapped my ass hard. I cried out, enjoying the feel of the pain only he inflicted. He dug his fingers into my waist and pulled my ass in the air, slapping the same place again. The sting and tingles offered to create better memories of pain, one that promised a happy ending and no tears.

His fingers slipped into my wet slit and found the bundle of nerves, still sensitive from his onslaught, and flicked the nub, then plunging a finger inside my core. I rocked my hips against his finger, building up that sweet tension when he pulled away, rubbed his cock from front to back, and then placed it at my entrance.

I whimpered with anticipation, pressing my hips back against him. He thrust his heavy cock deep inside, hitting the end of me. I panted, and he moved hard and fast against me. His thrusts bring tingles to my legs, and the pressure in my belly built. My mind was free, sweat coating my skin. A tsunami wave of pleasure overpowered my body, and I came screaming his name.

My legs twitched, and lightning bolts shot down to my toes. I didn’t have a chance at recovery before he forced me from the bed and thrust into me, pushing me against the dresser. My breasts bounced as he resumed his never-ending demand on my body. I placed my hands on the dresser to brace myself and lifted my knee, resting it on the drawer. I needed him deeper.

Alek took my hair and pulled it, bottoming out with each thrust. The pain brought an extra jolt of electricity. His hand tightened in my hair, and he wrapped his arm around my waist—his hips hitting me harder, desperate for his release. His sweat dripped to my back and tickled as it trailed down my spine. He tore away with a guttural roar, and hot ropes of cum landed on my back, carving a path down my ass.

I missed the fullness of him already, and I was ready for round two.

My hands caressed her arm as we lay in peace for the first time since it all began. Liz and I had spent the better part of two days losing ourselves in each other, using our bodies to heal our minds and souls. My thighs and stomach muscles were sore, but it was a delicious ache that I would keep my entire life if it meant I could have her in my arms every night.

Once, Lucy came home from work and screamed at Liz to keep her screams of bliss to herself as she was trying to sleep. I packed Liz up and brought her to my bed, where we have been since.

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