Page 130 of Merciless Obsession
“Look up,” he commanded.
Shooting my eyes to the ceiling, I gasped when I was looking back at myself. The ceiling had opened and now there was a large square mirror overhead.
“I had this installed for when I found someone worthy enough and for special occasions. This is the first time I get to use it.” Ezra climbed on the bed and got between my spread legs. “I want you to keep your eyes on the mirror and watch as I devour my dessert.” Another gasp fell from my mouth when he grabbed my panties and the material ripping sounded.
Ezra lay on his stomach and I cried out instantly when his tongue went over my clit. It was overly sensitive now, swollen and blood filled. Moans left my mouth and my eyes fluttered as he skillfully ate my pussy. His tongue swiped and teased my clit. He pushed two fingers into me and fucked me with them, curlingthem forward and pushing them deeper inside. My legs twitched and my stomach clenched.
“Keep those eyes open. Watch as I clean my plate,” he growled when my eyes struggled to stay open.
Staring back at the mirror, I watched as Ezra showed no mercy devouring my pussy. His tongue dragged down to my opening and pushed inside me. I squeezed my pussy walls and struggled against the ties. When his large hands grabbed my thighs and pushed them, my body trembled.
My cries and moans grew. Like a dam broke, my juices poured out of me and my head shot back. Ezra’s mouth covered my pussy and he sucked roughly.
“Ezra,” I whimpered when I finished cumming but he didn’t let up. He moved one of his hands from my thigh up my body, brushing across my stomach until he got to my breast. He gripped and massaged it.
My breathing sped up. He pinched my hardened nipple. I never imagined how turned on I could get by watching myself receive pleasure. The hairs from his goatee brushed over my skin, causing me to shiver. It wasn’t long before I felt myself cumming again.
Ezra lifted his hand and my eyes dropped down to him. He swiped his tongue over his lip. Desire bloomed deep inside me watching my juices drench his mouth and trickle down his chin.
“That was better than any birthday cake.” He moved up and hovered his face over mine. He licked my lips then stuck his tongue out. Taking the hint, I leaned up and wrapped my lips around it, sucking it slowly. The taste of myself exploded in my mouth. His dick poked at my opening.
Everything tonight was completely out of character for me, but it was insane how safe Ezra had made me feel in the short amount of time I’d known him. The kiss grew more intense. Between my thighs throbbed with need. Passion gushed up myspine when he reached for my breasts again, claiming them with his hands.
Ezra lifted and stared down at me with a low, heated gaze. One of his hands moved down between my legs and he fondled my clit. He muttered with soft, harsh breaths in a gruff, sultry tone. His lips lightly brushed over mine when he spoke again. “My muse, my perfect masterpiece, so beautiful, so breathtaking, andall mine.”
I came again, and for a second, everything went black as ecstasy exploded inside me.
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“What got you into bondage and photography?” I asked Ezra as we lay in bed.
After cumming so hard I temporarily blacked out, Ezra untied me and fucked me until I couldn’t even remember my name. He was animalistic and primal. Almost as if he was taken over by some possessive beast thathadto stake claim on his territory.
Now it was the next day and my body was sore, my throat ached, and my eyes were still heavy with sleep, but oddly, I felt at peace. I lay on my side with my hands tucked under my head. I wasn’t sure how long he had been up, but when I opened my eyes he was working on a laptop next to me, sitting up against his headboard.
Ezra took his eyes off his laptop and peeked down at me. The question had been gnawing at me for a minute now. I never was the one to knock anyone’s kink, but Ezra’s went above being into bondage. The pictures and control he had to have also played a large part. When I finally agreed to let go and let him have his way last night with no rebuttal, I saw another side of Ezra. Hiseyes shone with a blinding brightness, even though they were dark with ardor.
“I was wondering when you would ask,” Ezra expressed with that crooked grin forming on his mouth. “When I was nineteen I started dating this woman. She was older than me and introduced me to bondage. Before her I didn’t even know something like bondage interested me, but the more we explored different ties and positions, the more I wanted to explore it. The pictures came later, once I realized I enjoyedseeingher tied up more than anything.”
The way he spoke about this woman made my stomach knot up. It was clear he was fond of her at one point, and I could be crazy, but a hint of mischief seemed to pass through his eyes as he spoke. My mind went to the conversation I had with his dad.
“This woman.” I cleared my throat. “Did you love her?”
The smile on his face grew snide. “Some would say I’m not capable of love.”
“Then, did you feel about her how you feel about me?” The words were heavy as they left my mouth.
“Oh, Bumblebee.” He closed his laptop, giving me his full attention. “The way I feelabout youI’veneverfelt for anyone before.”
“But you’ve obsessed over a woman before, right? Even got into some trouble behind it.”
He stifled a laugh. “Looks like Padre left no stones unturned.” His face suddenly turned serious.
“The woman you’re referring to, Toya, is the same woman who introduced me to bondage. She was thirty-five when I got involved with her and married. At first it was harmless, her husband worked in a job that kept him busy and, on the road, so she looked for comfort elsewhere. The affair grew more serious when she introduced bondage to me and it was then I knew I couldn’t give her up. She loved how attentive I was when it cameto her since she lacked it with her husband. Eventually being the other man wasn’t enough for me. I’m a selfish lover, as you may have noticed, and sharing wasn’t easy for me.
“Toya told me she was separated from her husband and filing for divorce. The affair went on for a year and one day, while her husband was supposed to be gone on business, he came home early. Apparently, he had an idea that she was having an affair and wanted to catch her in the act. Long story short, he caught us and shot her. I went into a rage, got the gun away from him and killed him. At least, I think that’s what happened.”
My face twisted in confusion. “You think?” Slowly, I lifted off the bed.
