Page 50 of Dark Obsession

She raises an eyebrow, amusement dancing in her expression.

“Is that right?”

“It is.”

I don’t wait for her to second-guess it. I close the space between us, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her into a kiss that’s raw and hungry. She tenses before melting into me, her body soft against mine. I can feel her heat, her need.

She grips the back of my neck as I press her against the counter, our breaths coming fast and hard.

She steps back, eyes glinting with mischief. "Let me do something nice for you," she purrs, her tone dripping with intention.

I raise an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? And what would that be?"

Without another word, she slowly drops to her knees in front of me, her hands sliding down my chest as she descends. That wicked look in her eyes has my pulse pounding in my throat. She reaches for my belt, teasing me.

She presses her lips against my jeans, her mouth warm through the fabric."This," she whispers, kissing me there again, her breath hot. My cock twitches in response, the need growing unbearable.

She finally pulls my jeans down and takes me out, her lips brushing over my length slow and teasing, driving me insane. Her mouth is warm, soft, and when she wraps her lips aroundthe head, my breath catches. Fuck, she’s perfect. She moves her tongue in circles, exploring every inch of me, while her hand grips the base, stroking in sync with her mouth.

The sensation is pure heaven. My head tips back, my hands gripping the edge of the counter as her lips slide further down, taking more of me. I can barely hold myself together as she works me, her mouth creating a slow, torturous rhythm that has me groaning deep in my chest. Watching her, my cock disappearing between those perfect lips, drives me wild.

I watch her work me for a bit, an orgasm building fast, coiling tight in the base of my cock. I can’t hold back much longer. With a growl, I pull her to her feet and kiss her hard, claiming her mouth the way she was just claiming me. My hands are rough as I strip off her top, my lips moving down to her breasts. She moans, soft and breathless, as I suck one of her nipples into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue while my hands roam over her body.

Her fingers tangle in my hair, her hips arching into me as I take her shorts down, leaving her completely naked. She’s gorgeous—more than gorgeous. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted but didn’t know I needed.

“Not wearing panties, I see.”

She smirks playfully. "Why bother when they’re just going to end up on the floor?"

I chuckle, sliding my hand between her thighs, feeling just how wet she is. “Fuck, you’re soaked,” I murmur, my fingers playing at her entrance, teasing her the way she teased me.

She gasps, her body pressing into my touch.

“Now it’s my turn to do something nice for you,” I say, dropping to my knees. I kiss her inner thighs and spread her legs apart, ready to taste her again.

To drive her as crazy as she drives me.

Chapter 21

Elena

Iwatch him kneel in front of me, my breath catching as his lips skim the inside of my thigh.

Damn, he looks good down there—those strong hands gripping my legs, his broad shoulders flexing beneath his shirt. I can still taste him on my tongue, and it makes me tingle everywhere.

But now it's my turn to be on the receiving end, and the anticipation is driving me insane.

Of course, he has to tease me first. He always does, that cocky grin playing on his lips as he hovers just inches away from where I need him most. I squirm, my body aching for more, begging without words.

And then, finally, his mouth is on me.

The second his tongue makes contact I gasp. Oh God, it feels so damn good. He starts slow, almost lazily, like he's savoring the taste of me. His tongue flicks over my clit, soft and teasing, keeping me right on the edge. I can't help but moan, my fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer.

Grigori's mouth is magic. He knows exactly what he's doing, alternating between licking and sucking, his lips wrapping around me just right. My hips buck against his face, desperate for more. His stubble scratches my inner thighs, sending electric shocks of pleasure through me.

I glance down at him, and seeing his eyes locked on mine, all dark and intense while he's doing that—holy hell, it’s almost too much.

I’m trembling, trying to hold on as he devours me. I arch my back as my body shakes, and I know I’m about to lose control.

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