Page 5 of My Ruthless Obsession

There she is. There’s the good girl who deserves to be at my side.

I release her from my hold and circle around her like a wolf. She’s soft, feminine perfection with smooth, creamy skin and womanly curves. Her large breasts are succulent with dusky-pink nipples that harden to stiff peaks from the cool air. Her tapered waist flares out into luscious hips that were made for me to hold on to while I fuck a baby into her. But it’s the small patch of short, dark curls covering her tiny cunt that has me ready to drop to my knees with my mouth watering.

Fuck, I wanna bury my face between her thick, juicy thighs.

My cock throbs as I commit every inch of her body to memory, but punishment comes first, so I grab Lyla’s wrist and lead her to her place setting. Pulling out her chair, I wait for her to sit like a lady. When she doesn’t move, I have no problem shoving her into her seat. I claim my place beside her, repressing a smile as she glowers with pursed lips.

The moment I uncover our meals, the scent of lemon chicken and glazed carrots fills the air, but Lyla isn’t fazed. She’s not even looking at her plate. Instead, she’s staring right at me with rage and determination blazing in those stunning blue eyes. We both know who’s going to break first, as she has no idea who she’s fucking challenging. I’m the boss of the Vanetti crime family, and I’m damn good at playing mind games.

“Eat,” I order, pointing my fork at her plate before spearing a carrot and popping it into my mouth.

“I already said I’m not hungry.”

“You’re a terrible liar, Princess, and it doesn’t fucking suit you.” I swallow another bite of my food. It’s cooled off, but still tastes damn good. “Now eat, and don’t make me tell you again.”

She huffs and crosses her arms. “I won’t let you boss me around, Marco. I don’t belong to you.” Her defensive posture squeezes her tits together and I lower my gaze as I slowly lick my lips. Her breath hitches, and a subtle flush of pink surfaces on her neck and cheeks.

“I think you love it,” I taunt. “Sitting at my table, naked and ripe for the taking. I can smell your arousal from here, Princess. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Poor Jenny is gonna have to clean that chair.”

“Shut up,” Lyla spits, her shoulders tensing and her gaze dropping to her lap. She’s embarrassed, but too damn proud to back down.

My desire for her is so consuming it’s almost suffocating. My cock is harder than steel, and if I don’t release the pressure soon, I’ll kill someone. I adjust myself while my eyes remain locked on hers and her lips part with a quiet gasp.

“You want to know what you do to me when you’re naked like that?” I lean back in my seat and make a show of unbuckling my belt and unfastening my pants. Taking hold of my aching dick, I pull it out and stroke myself as her anger is replaced with intrigue while she watches me. “If you’re not going to eat your food, then I have a better way for you to use that mouth,” I say, shoving my chair back and turning to face her.

“W-What?” Lyla stammers, looking up at me with widened eyes.

Gripping her seat, I drag her closer before shoving her to the floor. She goes willingly, too shocked by my sudden movements and the unexpected turn of events. She’s a goddess—an erotic vision—kneeling before me while I cage her in with my thighs, and my rock-hard dick bobs in front of her face. When her little pink tongue drags along her pillowy lips, precum seeps from my slit and my cock twitches.

I spear my fingers into her dark tresses, bringing her face closer until she’s inches away from my pulsating dick. Each time she exhales, warm air washes over my tip, making my abs coil with anticipation.

I’veneverwanted a woman as badly as I want her.

“Open,” I demand, my voice raspy and domineering. “Make me come with that bratty mouth of yours.”

Her eyes meet mine before flicking back down to my rigid cock. For a moment, I think she might refuse. Then she leans forward and tentatively swirls her tongue around the head of my dick.

An electric current zips through me, my hips jerking as a groan escapes my lips. I’ve been with countless women over the years, indulging in some of the kinkiest fantasies you could imagine. But one simple lick while Lyla stares at me with those piercing blue eyes, and every memory of anyone else disappears.

“Open wider, Princess. Wrap those pretty lips around my cock.”

She hesitates, inexperienced and unsure, but curiosity gets the best of her and she does as she’s told. She starts by taking the tip into her warm, wet mouth before cautiously bobbing up and down while gripping me at the base. Her eyes are focused on mine, and it’s almost my complete undoing when her lips meet her fingers, and she pauses to savor my taste. Then, the head of my cock reaches the back of her throat and she gags, making me groan with need.

“Fuck,” I hiss, tightening my grip on her hair. “Breathe through your nose and relax your throat, baby. I want you to take me deeper.” Short puffs of air breeze across my skin as her breaths quicken and her jaw goes slack. I thrust forward and she gags again, but allows my cock to slide farther into her throat. “That’s it, Princess,” I encourage through gritted teeth. “Deeper.”

She swallows around me, her muscles massaging my length as my eyes roll back. I guide her movements with a hand on her head, needing her to pick up this agonizing pace. I watch her through hooded eyes, as she shifts on her knees before releasing my cock and gripping my tense thighs.

Then time stands still when she opens her mouth wide and takes my cock until her nose brushes against my body. “Fucking hell,” I groan before losing the tight reins of my control and holding her in place while I fuck her throat.

Tears roll down her pretty face and she mumbles something unintelligible, but I don’t stop. I push her head down while thrusting my hips upward. It doesn’t matter that she’s inexperienced; the woman is a fucking natural. A goddamn miracle, and now she’s all mine.

Warmth spreads through me and my balls begin to tighten. Her cheeks hollow out and her tongue drags along that sensitive vein on the underside of my dick. She takes it all without protest, even touching her pussy as she sucks me off. Watching her finger her cunt sends me over the edge, and I shove her down one last time, roaring as I fill her mouth with hot cum.

When my dick stops twitching, I slump in my chair and ease her off me. Her eyes never leave mine as she swallows most of my cum with only a few drops spilling from the corner of her mouth. I gather it with my thumb and push it between her lips.

“You missed some.”

She licks off the last of it, but I notice her fingers are still buried deep in her soaked cunt, and her hips rock as she seeks her own release. That’s not allowed. She’s being punished and tonight is about pleasing me.

---