Page 7 of Savage Obsession

In one swift motion, I lift her up and place her properly on the bed. She looks like a goddess, and I couldn't stop myself from taking a step back to admire her. Her hair falls around her shoulders, her breasts rise and fall with each breath, and desire flushes her skin. I feel my own need rise as I take in the sight of her, open and willing.

"You're incredible and fucking sexy," I say, my voice thick with desire. "I want to feel you around me."

She bites her lip, a seductive smile playing on them. "Then take me."

Her words send a rush of blood straight to my dick, already hard and straining against my pants. I quickly shed my clothes, bringing out protection from my wallet, and her eyes widen at the sight of me.

Good, she's impressed.

I join her on the bed, my body covering hers, our skin touching from chest to thigh. I kiss her deeply, my tongue dueling with hers, as my hands roam over her body, claiming every inch.

When I finally position myself at her entrance, I pause, feeling a resistance. I look into her eyes, seeing a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

Understanding floods me and I freeze. "You're a virgin," I ask, my voice thick with emotion.

She nods, her eyes full of both fear and desire. "But please, I don't want you to stop."

My heart pound in my chest. I have never taken a woman's virginity before, and the thought of being her first sends a rush of protectiveness through me. I want to make this moment perfect for her, to give her an experience she will never forget.

"I won't hurt you," I promise, my voice gentle. "I'll make this good for you, I swear."

She smiles, her trust in me evident. "I know you will."

I thrust forward, slowly at first, feeling her tightness envelop me. Her eyes widen, and she gasps, her nails digging into my back tattooed back as I fill her completely. I hold still, giving her a moment to adjust to the sensation.

"Relax, my sweet," I whisper, my lips brushing her ear. "Let me show you how good it can be."

I begin to move, my hips thrusting in a slow, steady rhythm. With each stroke, I feel her body yield, her muscles relaxing around me. I lean down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, my tongue mimicking the rhythm of our bodies.

Her hands roam over my back, her nails scratching lightly, sending shivers down my spine. Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me deeper into her. I quicken my pace, my desire rising as I feel her body respond, her inner muscles clenching around me, milking me.

"I... I'm close," she pant, her voice breathless.

I feel her walls contract, her orgasm building. I thrust harder, faster, driving us both towards the edge. Her nails dig into my shoulders, leaving marks on my skin as she cries out, her body shuddering in release.

I follow her over the edge, my climax ripping through me. I empty myself, my body trembling as I poured my essence into the rubber protection.. We lay entangled, our hearts racing, our breath mingling, as the aftershocks of pleasure ripple through us.

I stay inside her, my body still joined with hers, as I kiss her softly, my hands stroking her hair. I want this moment to last forever, to brand her as mine, to claim her completely.

But as I pull away to look into her eyes, I see a flash of something—was it fear?—before she smiled, her usual confident self returning.

"That was... incredible," she says, her voice laced with satisfaction. "I never imagined it would be like this."

I smile, my heart still pounding. "I'm glad you feel that way."

As I move to get up, intending to freshen up in the bathroom, she stops me with a hand on my chest.

"Stay with me a little longer," she pleads, her eyes sparkling with desire. "I want to feel you again."

How can I refuse? I am under her spell. Captivated, I find myself enthralled by her beauty and the raw passion she unleashed. I kiss her again deeply, my hands exploring her body once more, igniting the flames of desire anew.

This time, I take my time exploring every inch of her with my lips and tongue. I worship her body, making love to her slowly, savoring every moan and gasp that escapes her lips. I want to brand myself into her memory, to leave an indelible mark of our encounter.

This second time was even more intense than the first. Our bodies move in perfect harmony, our desires intertwine, as we sought to satisfy the hunger that's consuming us. I feel her climax build, her inner muscles clenching around me, and I follow her over the edge, my release rocking me once more.

Exhausted and sated, I roll onto my back, pulling her with me. I hold her close, my arms wrapping tightly around her, as I kiss her again.

“Can I use the bathroom?” She asks after a few minutes.

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