Page 159 of King of Obsession

Damn, having so much power over my man was causing me to get high on love and totally sex drunk.

I lifted off, staring down his pulsating distended cock, so wet, so wanting to ratchet this fever to the next level.

With a moan, I ran my hand over my skin and my nipples, pinching their throbbing ends and lower to where my clit throbbed for him.

His eyes were glazed, and he tried hard to concentrate as I squeezed the base of his member to stop him from cumming too early.

When I swiped my tongue over the tiny jewelry in fast flicks, he roared, limbs shaking.

I thrust a few times before he began to slam his hand on the pillow.

Alternating with suckling his mushroomed head, I got highoff his wild passion.

‘I’m about to blow,’ he groaned.

‘Not without me.’

I swung a thigh over him and turned to face his legs, and with teasing slowness, I lowered myself onto him.

When his fingers grazed my hips, I whipped around to lock eyes with his dilated, impassioned leonine ones. ‘No soldier, no touching, no hands. That was the deal.’

He hissed, face convulsing with desire, veins jutting from his arched neck. ‘Cleo, fuck, mia stella, don’t torture me.’

I swirled my pelvis over his throbbing cock, stroking his head over my clit as my other hand pumped his base, quickening. He knifed up, moaning, keening, almost undone.

‘Ain’t no need to cry, Calibrese,’ I teased.

‘Cleo!’

His growl was so feral that I lurched at the pure wildness of his roar.

With a smile, I lowered myself onto him just as his pelvis slammed up, driving his shaft into me.

‘Squeeze cara, tight as you can,’ he growled.

I obeyed, caressing his balls with one hand and working him harder.

I rode him with wild abandon. On and on, we flew.

‘Fuck you’re so hard,’ I groaned. ‘ So thick.’

‘Ride me,’ he moaned. ‘Harder, faster.’

All his muscles were now so taut, so braced, so taut as we rammed our sex together.

We came in a blaze of heat, wet and cum.

My hands went to the mattress as I levered myself.

My hips were a blur as my pleasure rolled in waves even as he broke the rules, grabbed my waist, and slammed moreforcefully into me.

Until I fell back onto him, our bodies slicking together, shaking, panting, heaving.

His fingers ran up and down his body onto him, cupping my tits and squeezing hard.

‘What a freak you are, cara.’

At first, my wild streak shocked me because I liked it hard and rough.

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