Page 109 of The Dark Obsession

All I know that I don’t have it in me to end this.

“Do you know what it does to me seeing you drowning in my clothes?” He grits out roughly before tearing the hoodie over my head.

The fabric bunching in his clenched fists as he rips it off me, baring me to the crisp air and the touch of his calloused hands.

Out of nowhere, Tyson rips a hole it the crotch of my pants, leaving the scraps of fabric hanging off me as he shreds my panties, gaining himself access to my now fully exposed pussy.

His free hand possessively kneading every newly uncovered patch of my skin, massaging the naked flesh until I’m leaning into him for more.

Forcing my thighs further apart, he hooks my leg backwards over his knee, spreading me wide open while his other hand covers my exposed breast.

So strong, so confident in his conquest, he bites the tender spot on my nape, leaving me with yet another mark of ownership.

“My darkness doesn’t scare you, Malory. It fuels your own demons.” He whispers against my skin.

Resuming his path of conquest, Tyson leaves throbbing hickeys scattered all over my shoulders and neck until my body’s writhing against his, yearning for all he’s willing to give me.

It’s true.His darkness is my own.

Then I feel it.

Teasing my entrance, the tip of the gun slips from my clit between my sensitive folds.

Before my brain can catch up with what’s happening, he pushes into me.

Slowly at first, he pulls the barrel halfway out before thrusting in deeper, working it in inch by torturous inch.

My pussy clenches around the foreign object breaching my walls as a violent shudder wrecks my body.

I can’t help it.

Whimpering, I feel myself getting wetter with every stroke, giving into the terror. Embracing it as my fear turns into bliss.

Finally, my body wins over my mind, shutting off any rational thoughts that might have lingered.

Focusing solely on the pleasure spreading through my nerve endings, I let go of all my inhibitions, throwing my head back with a moan.

“You crave this, little one. So precious and innocent, and yet you can't wait to dive off the deep end with me.” Tyson growls thickly.

And he’s right.

Isn’t it always the quiet ones who are the most depraved inside.

I’ve always been intrigued by the darker side of things, making up forbidden fantasies at night and daydreaming in the light.

I buried those urges deep inside me but now, they’re coming out to play.

“You get off on it as much as I do, baby.” His words hit home as I mewl in response.

My jaw hanging slack as Tyson’s ministrations between my thighs quicken, savoring the satisfaction of losing all control.

My head falls against his shoulder as my body turns limp from being pushed beyond my limits and straight into Tyson’s capable hands to play with however he wants.

I give him all of myself. Because only under his brutal dominance do I feel liberated.

Free.

“This tight pussy is taking it so well, baby girl.” Tyson remains nuzzled by my ear, his heavy breaths ghosting over my cheek.

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