Page 24 of Deadly Obsession
The sound of a zipper pierces the quiet air followed by the crackle of foil from a condom wrapper he just pulled from his pocket.What the hell? Did he bring condoms expecting to get lucky tonight with someone—you know what? It doesn’t matter because I’m the one who’s here now.
He folds my dress up to expose my ass and presses the tip of his cock against my slick opening.
“Now, watch in the mirror while I fuck your sweet pussy.”
He slides into me in one rough thrust.
I scream, my hands clutching the counter to hold myself up.
My head drops, but Elias grips my hair and lifts my head. “I said watch, Reine. Eyes on us.”
Fuck. This is hot.
My cleavage bounces with every pump of his hips. My chest and face have turned a dark shade of red, and I’m not sure if it’s the adrenaline from everything that’s happened tonight or because I’m being fucked by a mob boss... in front of a mirror... inside the bathroom... at the party of another mob boss.
I can’t look away because Elias has a tight hold on my hair with one hand. With the other, he slips it behind my dress’s bodice to cup my breast.
His fingertips take hold of my nipple, and he pinches and tugs it.
“Yes, Ma Chérie. You liked that, didn’t you? The way your pussy walls choked my cock just now.”
I close my eyes, and Elias immediately jerks my hair.
“Eyes. Open.”
“Yes, sir,” I wheeze, and Elias removes his hand from my front to slap my ass. Hard.
I scream again, not even caring if anyone passing by can hear us.
“Brat.”
He rubs the stinging spot on my ass cheek, then he slows his thrusts to slide his palm up and down my spine.
His grip on my hair hasn’t loosened one bit, and there’s an ache on my scalp that’s bordering pain—which only adds to my pleasure.
The tip of Elias’s thumb slides between my crack until it presses my tight puckered hole. I watch as he looks down and spits. He smirks, clearly feeling my walls pulse around his cock when his spit slides over my asshole.
“Such a dirty girl, aren’t you Sage?”
He inches his thumb inside me and starts moving his hips again. Once the thick digit is in as far as it will go, he picks up speed.
The extra pressure has me worked up again. And watching in the mirror as Elias’s big body pounds into my big body, feeling his thumb pump in and out of me, seeing his eyes roll into the back of his head as pleasure takes over him... it’s too much, and I’m shaking with a second orgasm.
And I’m not trying to be quiet about it.
Elias joins me with his release soon after.
He leans his head on my back to catch his breath. That lasts all of one minute before someone is banging on the door.
“Fuck, Sage. What are you doing to me?”
I should be asking him the same question.
Chapter 6 – Elias
“Iwill be taking you home,” I say, removing the condom and tossing it in the trash.
Sage scoffs while adjusting her dress and fixing her hair.
