Page 120 of Merciless Obsession
She inhaled sharply.
“Do my words scare you, Bumblebee?” Her lips parted. She nodded then shook her head, blinking quickly.
My other hand went to her chest. “I can feel your heart racing, Bumblebee. Does the thought of knowing there’s no end I wouldn’t go to for you excite you? These pictures don’t even begin to show just how much you run through my mind on a daily basis. You don’t have to be afraid of me, baby. I’d cut my own hands off before I bring you any harm.”
It caught me off guard when Ziora’s hands shot up and grabbed each side of my face. She squeezed it and leaned up, slamming her lips into mine. The kiss was hurried and heated. For a second I let her lead before taking over. I swallowed the moan she released, causing my dick to brick.
It took everything in me tonight not to take her to the bathroom and rip her dress off so I could feel her warm, wet walls. I knew the moment my assistant showed me the dress she would look astonishing and she didn’t disappoint. I wasn’t lying when I told her all eyes were on her tonight. Ziora tried to downplay herself, but I’d never allow that as long as I was around.
Dipping my legs I grabbed her by the back of her thighs and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around my waist and rolled her hips into my thick length. Our kiss grew more feverish. Blood rushed through my head and buzzed through my body.
I knew my house like the back of my hand. Never breaking away from her, I walked us out of the picture room to my bedroom, kicking the half-opened door completely open.
Walking to my bed, I turned so my back was facing it and sat down so she was now on my lap. Ziora pulled away, both of us breathing heavily.
“I wanna be on top tonight,” she rasped in a honeyed tone. Her hands went to my button up shirt.
Ziora was in rare form as she snatched it open. Buttons went flying. Her eyes burned with desire. Next, she went for my slacks and fumbled with the button for a second. I lifted my ass once she had it undone and pulled on them and my briefs. Helping her a tad, I kicked them off once they were low enough. Ziora pushed my chest and I easily went back on the bed. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head, tossing it to the side.
My dick jerked seeing she wore nothing under the shirt. It was one thing to see her in my clothes but seeing her with nothing under it caused my dick to glisten with precum.
Ziora leaned in, her breasts pressed against my chest as she kissed me hungrily. “Fuck!” I moaned when she lifted and grabbed my dick, positioning it at her opening and sliding down.
She pulled up and bit down on her bottom lip as she rolled her hips, lifting and taking more of me in each time she sank down.
“This dick is so good,” she whimpered once it was all the way inside her.
I‘d never seen Ziora like this before. While I loved control when it came to sex, I was enjoying seeing this side of her. Her hands planted on my chest and she rode me like a jockey. Her walls clamped around my dick.
“Fuck, baby. You been holding out on me,” I gritted, holding her hips. The way she leaned forward, arched her back, and clapped her ass on my dick had me straining to not bust prematurely.
Lifting my head, I took her breast into my mouth and sucked her nipple roughly. Ziora tossed her head back and cried out. I thrust up as her body trembled with ecstasy. Her nails sank into my chest.
Ziora dropped her head. Her eyes intensely peered into me with dark lust.
“Do you want anyone else experiencing this?” she moaned, lifting and clenching her walls around my dick, slamming down on me.
“Do you want me to make the city bleed? You already know I’ll kill anyone who touches you.”
Her nostrils flared.
My stomach grew taut.
Ziora moved one of her hands up to my throat and squeezed. She nipped my bottom lip with her teeth before flicking her lips over it. “Then you need to ask me to be your girlfriend the proper way. Until you ask and I answer, I’m free to do what I please with who I please.”
My insides roared.
Quickly, I flipped us over so she was now on her back. Ziora yelped, releasing my neck. I stood off the bed, placing her ankles on each of my shoulders and pumping in and out of her.
“I play a lot, Ziora, but you threatening me with another man is never a thing I’ll entertain. I’ll make anyone who even has the thought of being between these meaty thighs disappear. So if you want the murder rate in the city to go up, then let me know.” My strokes were punishing, long, and deep. Her chest arched upward. Ziora grabbed her breasts, squeezing them roughly and moaning as another orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy gushed and soaked the inside of her thighs along with my dick.
Licking one of my thumbs, I moved it to her clit, teasingly.
“Tell me, Bumblebee, are you gonna be mine or do I have to chain you up until you realize this is where you belong?” I slowed my strokes and rolled my hips in a circle, making sure to touch every inch of her insides.
“Ezra,” She whimpered. “Oh God!” Her head went back.
“Answer my question.” I was getting close to cumming, but we needed to clear this shit up first. She had mentioned one too many times that I hadn’t asked her to be with me. While in my mind we were together, it was time to get her on the same page.
