Page 19 of Obsession on Repeat
The cry that came pouring from my mouth could have woken the dead. He kept me trapped against the bed, his lips and teeth teasing me to the point I lost all concept of time. I pressed my hand against my mouth, biting down on the skin between my thumb and index as he dipped his tongue into my heat.
My hips jerked as he sped up the pace of his tongue, nibbling as he sucked, and I sobbed at the speed of which my orgasm exploded. He crawled back up my body, kissing my collarbone before placing his lips over mine. I kissed him deeply, tasting myself on his lips and tongue, and itonly aroused me more, combined with the feeling of his length bumping against me ready and hard.
"Please, Sullivan."
His gaze echoed my eagerness. "Wait." He slid from me to grab his jeans.
I fell back against the sheets, my breath finally returning. I turned my head to watch as he extracted a condom from his wallet. "Do you keep those in bulk?"
"Shush," he blushed. "You’re ruining the moment."
Laughing, I reached forward to grab the foil packet, tearing into it easily. "Let me make it up to you."
The muscle in his jaw jumped as I rolled the condom over him then slid back, motioning him forward with the flick of my index finger. His body moved over mine again, and for a split second, we paused, our gazes connecting.
"Are you okay?"
I felt my breath catch at the words. "I’m more than okay."
He grinned, the action lighting up his face. He swooped down to capture my lips. The kiss mixed with his words melted me, and I threw my arms around his neck. Fumbling around, he wrapped a firm hand around the base of his dick and slid the head against my wet slit. I licked my lips, throwing my head back with a sigh as he pushed slowly inside of me.
He shifted his hands on either side of my head, his eyes watching me carefully for any sign of discomfort as he began to push inch by inch.
I scraped my nails down his back, urging him into motion with my hips and teasing bites from my teeth against his neck. "Please."
At my plea, he finally moved, pulling all the way back out before thrusting again, the pace slow and torturous. I squealed in surprise when he suddenly rolled us into a sitting position.
He kissed my mouth softly. "Still good?"
I nodded, moving up and down his length and smiled as he groaned in response. "Please…" I threw my head back when he lifted his hips to meet mine.
He bit down on my collarbone, the pace increased, and I sighed at the feeling of his sweaty body meeting my own. I couldn’t help but run my nails down his back again, this time harder, and as he thrust into me again, his right hand found my hair, jerking my head back. His name spilled from my lips at the same time as my orgasm erupted, and I had to cling to him as my body shook from the force. His grip remained firm on my hair, Sullivan pressing his face into the crook of my neck. Two thrusts later, he followed me into the abyss.
I collapsed against him, and the motion sent us tumbling back onto the bed, my body falling onto his. I rested on top of him, my chest heaving.
"Was that okay?" His voice was deep and laced with the beginnings of sleep.
I kissed the side of his face before nuzzling his neck with my nose. "It was perfect."
7
"Wakeup,sleepyhead,"Sullivanchuckled. Sitting on the bed, he placed a hand on my shoulder, nudging me. "I cooked us breakfast."
"It’s too early. Five more minutes." I squealed as he tickled me and twisted myself onto my back, trying to knock his hands away from my sides. "Okay! Okay! I give!"
"That’s what I thought." He brushed his lips against mine then rose from the bed. "Come on, I made bacon and eggs. Do you want orange juice or milk?"
"Um, orange juice."
He turned to head back into the kitchen, pausing in the doorway. "Stop staring at my ass."
Blushing, I shrugged. "Sorry, not sorry." I let my eyes linger on him. "I’m going to brush my teeth. I’ll be right there."
Yawning, I stumbled into the bathroom. I blushed at spotting the bite marks on my collarbone. I turned on the water as cold as I could get it, hurriedly brushing my teeth.
"Rory?"
"Coming!" I flicked off the light, quick to change into comfortable shorts and his discarded tee shirt before I entered the kitchen. I noticed his quick survey as I walked past him. "What? You didn’t think I was going to come in here naked, did you?"
