Page 33 of Volatile Obsessions

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Ifucking loved when Willow sucked my cock.

She did it with such gusto, always so eager to please me. And lately, that’s all I’d allowed myself to do with her. She’d gotten too whiny. Too clingy.

The girl clearly wanted more, and unfortunately for her, I didn’t do more.

More was fucking bullshit.

But, apparently, debasing her three times a week automatically called for such ridiculousness, thus rendering her an instantaneous downgrade. I refused to put my dick inside her used cunt anymore.

Hell no. Wasn’t doing it.

Still needed something to take the edge off though, and her mouth did the job well.

Without complaint I should add.

Willow wanted me too much to protest about what she could or couldn’t have. In her mind, sucking me off was better than nothing at all. I could call her at three in the morning and she’d answer. Didn’t matter if she was dead asleep. The girl would drive across town, attend to my needs, and take her ass back home with her pretty little clit throbbing in need if it meant having me to herself for half an hour.

So, after a shit week that consisted of Lux barking down my neck about Phantom at every turn, I went out for a few hard drinks with the boys, then came straight home and gave my little pet a ring. As expected, she answered promptly, and within thirty minutes, she was knocking at my door.

In nothing but a robe.

Had her on her knees in my office—completely naked—shortly after that.

Sprawled out in my chair, I let Willow work her magic between my spread legs. Stress was melting away in waves and I was about three pumps away from nutting down her throat. Eyes downcast, she worked the base of my cock with her hand while her tongue swirled around the head over and over again. Every few seconds or so, a content little moan would escape her lips.

Loved that, too.

That sexy little sound would vibrate from tip to base, enhancing her ministrations in tenfold. It felt so damn good.

Another moan rattled down my length then. Teeth grit, I glanced down at her, and it was then I realized she was playing with herself, too, rubbing her clit with soft strokes.

“God-fucking-damn,” I gritted out, thrusting a hand into her hair for leverage. Scooting closer to the edge of my seat, I forced my cock further down her throat and held her there, suffocating her, gagging her.

It was glorious.

I could feel her throat stretching and shrinking around me.

She was wailing about for air by the time I let up. But I allowed her only a few mere breaths before I started face-fucking her without mercy. Stares entwined, I didn’t hold back, pummeling harder and harder the more her eyes watered around each gag.

“Such a good little whore,” I cooed, gripping her hair tighter. “You love this fucking cock, don’t you?”

Willow couldn’t nod from the strength of my hold, but I heard the hum of approval loud and clear, saw the answer flickering in her flooded green eyes.

Yes, sir, they said. Use me. Own me.

That sense of prolific power tipped me over the edge. Growling, I struck my palm across her cheek and held her down on my dick as I came violently, hot and thick. Her moans prolonged my climax, milking my balls for every last drop. Even when the spurts ceased, she kept at it, licking me clean with a devious smile on her face. Willow was a greedy little thing and I’d have relished it longer if my damn phone hadn’t started vibrating somewhere on my desk.

“Fuck!” I hissed, pulling myself free from her mouth,

Rolling back a few feet, I glazed over the illuminated screen as I tucked my cock into my pants. The name displayed clear as day tripped me up for a second.

What the hell does she want now?

“Finish yourself,” I ordered Willow, snatching my phone off the desk. “Then show yourself out. I’ve gotta take this.”

I didn’t have to look back to see the disappointment now etched on her face. I could feel it as I stalked to the door and rushed out into the hallway.