Page 8 of Obsessive Love

"Now, I would love to bury my head between your legs right now and stay there until you're begging me to stop, but unfortunately, I'm already so close to blowing my load just from having you this close to me,dolcezza. So, sit up, take the dress off and lay that beautiful, wanting body of yours back down whilst I take off these godforsaken trousers."

I hastily get off the bed, stripping the dress from my body before complying with his demand and laying myself back down on the bed just in time to see him stripping his boxers down his sculpted legs.

When he stands to his full height again, my eyes go wide as I get a glimpse of what's in between his legs. His hard length bobs against his stomach as he steps closer to the bed and kneels on the edge. He grabs my ankle and rubs his thumb against my skin as his eyes trace my exposed body.

His hands skim up my legs until they're clasped around my knees and then he pulls my legs open, pushing them until they're flat against the bed and giving him the perfect view of my slick centre.

"You're so fucking wet for me already, baby." His breath fans across my skin as he presses light kisses up the length of my leg, slowly moving his body over mine until his dick is settled between us.

My arms wrap around his shoulders and I use my hands to pull his face to mine, eager to have his lips on me. As our lips connect, our bodies grind, his dick sliding through my wetness with ease. I gasp as the tip skates across my clit and he uses that opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth, deepening the kiss and sending sparks of ecstasy through my veins.

I lift my hips and remove one hand from his face so I can slide it between us until it's wrapped around his dick.

He pulls his head back, looking at me with a mix of shock and desire swirling in his emerald eyes. I swipe his dick against my clit once more before slipping it inside of me, causing us both to groan as he stretches me open.

He takes my hand from between us, pushes it above my head, and holds it there. He then slides his other hand down the length of my body, leaving goosebumps in its path.

"You feel so fucking good,amore mia," he growls, slowly thrusting inside of me whilst simultaneously rubbing his fingers against my clit and using the heel of his hand to apply pressure to my lower stomach, making sure I can feel every delicious inch of him.

"Oh, fuck," I hiss, locking my ankles behind his back and pulling him closer to me, causing his dick to slide to the hilt. A moan slips past my lips as his dick hits the perfect spot inside of me, over and over again.

His hands tighten around my waist and lift my hips higher off the bed.

My clit rubs against his pelvis as he circles his hips around and concurrently pushes back and forth, slamming himself inside of me.

Noises I was trying to contain are now pouring out of me unabashedly and the overload of pleasure has my eyes rolling into the back of my head. My eyes flutter closed and I feel his hand move away from my clit and up to my neck, tightening around it, partially restricting my airflow. When I open my eyes, he's staring down at me, eyes blown with desire.

"Keep your eyes open, baby. I want you to be looking at me when I'm making you cum. I need you to remember my face,dolcezza."

His harsh tone has me clenching around him and he smirks at the action. He pushes himself inside of me, so deep that his pelvis rocks against my clit every time he circles his hips. The movement of his length inside of me has my legs twitching and tightening around him, making sure he can't escape and deny me of this pleasure any time soon.

His hand loosens around my neck and he caresses his thumb along my pulse point as his crazed eyes stare at mine, watching me intently as I gasp with every thrust, spitting out curses and jumbled words every time his thick cock slides inside.

He leans down, pressing his forehead against mine, and begins pounding into me at a vigorous pace. I try to keep my eyes open, but the immense amount of pleasure coursing through my body has them fluttering shut.

"Look at me," he growls, nipping at my bottom lip with his teeth.

I try to force them open, wanting to obey him, but I have no control over my body at this moment. My legs are shaking as they slowly lose grip around his waist; my eyelids continue to partially open before squeezing closed again as sparks ignite behind them. My mouth is wide open and sounds I have never emitted before are pouring out.

He grunts as my walls clamp tight around him, squeezing his dick, and my nails dig into his back, trying to grasp onto something.

That's when he loses control.

His hand releases from my neck and twines its way into my hair, pulling on it to expose my neck to him. He continues his furious pace as he begins licking, sucking and biting along my neck, grumbling curses in between as I continue to spasm around him until he's burying himself to the hilt and moaning my name as he finds his release, emptying himself inside of me.

Chapter Six

Kaleb

Staring down at Sophia with messy hair, sated eyes and a ghost of a smile on her face fills me with a sense of pride and happiness. My eyes drop to her chest and I watch it rise and fall rapidly as she greedily sucks down oxygen, trying to catch her breath.

I lightly trail my fingers against her side, causing goosebumps to erupt across her skin. I watch in fascination as they spread from her torso to her arms and neck.

My eyes connect with the little butterfly pendant resting in between her collarbones and I instinctively grab the collar of my shirt, making sure my arms and shoulders are still hidden from her view.

When my eyes flick back up to her face, I see her watching me and I nod at her neck, taking hold of the purple studded butterfly between my thumb and forefinger.

"It's pretty. I like it," I state, rubbing the pad of my thumb across it before placing it back down against her skin.

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