Page 41 of The Dark Obsession

I rear back, my eyes rowing over her parted lips, her pupils dark with desire.

Fuck yeah. She needs this as much as I do.

Diving back in, I feast on her, kissing the soft spot behind her ear that makes her shudder all over.

She’s taking it so well.My good girl.

Intoxicated by her needy whimpers, I can’t get close enough, I can’t stop until I have her trembling in my arms with pleasure.

A tiny moan slips from between her pouty lips, going straight to my core, obliterating the last shred of control I possessed.

With a feral growl, I start rocking my hips into hers, grinding my painfully hard cock into her heat.

Malory’s breathy moans spurring me on as her hands claw at my skin, her back arching off the tree as I slam into her over and over.

Digging her nails deeper into my flesh, she begins to hesitantly wind her hips with mine.Fuuuck…

That’s it.

I thrust harder, pressing my throbbing bulge against her clit, rubbing the little nub against the head of my shaft with every stroke, her thin leggings offering barely any resistance.

Picking up the pace, her moans lacing with my grunts grow louder, filling the quiet forest around us as we burn together as one.

“Tyson… please…” She mewls, needing more to push her over the edge.

Whatever my girl wants, she gets.

Changing the angle, her cries gain on intensity and I know she’s getting close.

“D-don’t s-stop…”

“I won’t, baby.” I hit that spot again and again, grinding my teeth because I’ll be damned if I come first.

“You’re doing so well, little one.”

With renewed determination, I slam her against the tree, dry fucking her like an animal with her heels digging into my ass, urging me on.

“Ah… I’m gonna…”

“That’s it, let go.” I bring my mouth to her ear. “Come for me, baby girl.”

With a soul shattering moan, her whole body convulses around mine as pleasure wrecks her small frame.

“You feel so good.” I rasp into her skin. “So fucking good...”

I keep trusting, prolonging her orgasm as I desperately chase my own release. “F-fuck, baby…”

I need this. I need to feel her here with me.

Riding out the remnants of her high, Malory holds onto me for dear life as I spend myself with a roar against the side of her neck, losing myself in her.

And to think I wasn’t even buried to the hilt inside her.

My cock twitches at the thought of how tight she’s going to be.

We stay like that for a while, wrapped up in each other as we come down.

Holding her to me, our heaving chests plastered together, I feel her wetness seeping through the fabric, rubbing off on my pants.

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