Page 100 of Distorted Obsession

My eyes roll in the back of my head, because holy fucking shitballs. The overstimulation is… is?—

I lose all coherent thought as tears begin to prick my eyes. It all feels too good and too much, but I don’t fucking care. I could die just like this and feel zero remorse.

“Come back to me, l warda dyali lhlouwa.” I hear.

Cooper’s command breaks through my haze before his teeth sink into the flesh of my calf. “Don’t float away just yet,” Cooper commands as one hand steadies the vibrator, while the other cradles my right leg in the crook of his elbow as my left leg rests on his shoulder. This angle is so delicious. I can feel my orgasmbuilding with each thrust of Cooper’s dick in my ass. Everything just feels like nirvana.

The clit stimulator pulses as the tongue flicks at a fervent pace. Drool slides out of the corners of my mouth as I fight to scream my pleasure.

“Do you like this fat cock in your ass, Evie? Do you like how it feels as I pound into it?”

I try to muffle a demand for him not to stop—because how fucking dare they keep denying me my well earned orgasm—but this goddamn gag forces me to swallow it.

Refusing to accept that I won’t get to come tonight, I try to free my legs to gain leverage to control the pace. I should’ve known from the start that my attempt would fail.

“You really are gagging to come around my cock in your ass, aren’t you, my filthy fucking slut.” Cooper groans as his hips clap against the back of my thighs. The obvious sound of skin slapping skin fills the room in the best debauched way. If this could be an ASMR sound, I would listen to it like it was my security blanket.

Cooper’s hold on my ankle tightens just as his dick thickens, and I know he’s close to coming. Sure enough, seconds later, he tosses the vibrator somewhere over his shoulder and grips my hips, doubling his strokes to the point that I think he may just give me one.

My limbs tighten, causing me to clench around him as I creep closer to my release. Just as I’m about to tip over, Cooper pulls out and then shoots cum all over me, grunting until the last drop is spent. Then he crawls over me, his eyes never leaving mine, and lowers his head, sucking my cum-covered nipple into his mouth.

Shit, I can come just watching this.

His tongue swirls over the raised peak before he releases it. “Fuck, I taste good on you.”

I want to shout for him to let me taste, but he hops off the bed and begins to dress.

What the fuck? I haven’t come yet.

Groaning my dissent, I tug at my restraints, bucking off the bed in the hopes that he’ll come back and finish me off, or at least release me, so I can finish myself off.

None of that happens, though. I watch as Cooper pulls up his sweats and slips on his hoodie before he comes to stand at my side.

I squeal in indignation.He can’t leave me like this—he won’t leave me like this.I try to convince myself, but as cold blue eyes peer down at me, I know heisgoing to leave me here naked, tied, and covered in cum.

“Does my little slut want to come?” he taunts, trailing a finger down my leg until he’s rubbing his cum against my swollen clit. “Do you think you’re worthy of it?”

Grrr. I want to kick him in his godlike, beautiful face. Instead, I nod, fluttering my lashes in an unspoken plea.

Tilting his head, Cooper studies me, never stopping his assault on my pussy. I feel my orgasm mounting, and I want to shout, “Just a little more. Rub it a little harder.”

Why can’t he be telepathic?

Just as I’m about to find my release, he lifts his hand, sucking the soaked digits into his mouth. “I wish you could taste us together, Evie. It’s like nothing I’ve ever tasted before.”

I could taste us if you fucking untie me. Fuck, I can ride your face covered in your cum, if you just let me.

He smirks as if he can hear my rants. “But you haven’t been a good girl, Evie Rose. In fact,” he says, walking toward my bedroom door. “You’ve been downright obstinate.”

I struggle to break free, the reality of my situation playing out in ultra high-definition right before my eyes as I watch him reach for the door handle.

Cooper spins, one hand on the doorknob, and states, “So this is what you deserve.” Then he’s out the door without so much as a backward glance, and I’m left cum-stained, waiting to be found.

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“How hasthe last week been for you, Eva?” Dr. Singh asks, and I take a moment to think before I respond because so much has happened.

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