Page 19 of Forbidden Obsession
When we are naked and kissing, skin to skin, we forget the disagreement. At least I do. He lifts me off my feet and, with magic and muscle combined, deposits me on my back in the thick grass. I whisper my own bit of magic to the plants, the soil, the ground beneath, and they cushion us without getting us dirty. These little tricks we learned early, anything to facilitate our rising need for each other.
I’m parting my legs for him, but he shakes his head and manhandles me to my stomach. Yes.I love it when he gets like this, taking what he needs. My mind hazes over as my body gives way to his pleasure.
His fingers dance along my spine, run over my wings to the tips and back down. I shiver. This time he doesn’t stop me when I open my legs and tilt my hind end for him, asking for what I want with every movement. Showing him I’m ready.
His touch travels lower to the place I’ve eagerly revealed to him, and lingers.
I moan, pressing back. “Give it to me. Take me.”
Slick fingers trace my rim, but I don’t think either of us is patient enough for a slow and steady preparation. I want it hard. Now.
“Rahz, don’t tease.”
It’s all the permission he needs. Fingers are replaced by his cock, hot and heavy, as he pushes past my body’s feeble resistance and enters me.
He stretches me wide and fills me, his groan of pleasure music to my ears. I clench my fists around two clumps of grass and grit my teeth.
“You feel so good.” He drops his weight onto my back and wraps his arms beneath me, gathering me in a strong hold. I tear the grass up by the roots as my arms are pinned to my sides by his embrace.
I can hardly move, but I don’t have to. He’s doing all the work for both of us, his hips driving me farther into the ground with every thrust. All I have to do is lie here and take it—his cock pounding my insides until I’m buzzing with the need to come, his chest trapping my wings between us, his teeth biting a chunk of muscle in my shoulder.
I squeal my delight, so drowned by sensations I don’t know whether to beg him to keep going or beg him to stop. I love it. I hope it never ends. I hope he comes in my ass. I hope I spill without even touching my cock.
“Can you take more?” he murmurs in my ear. My brain latches on to the meaning, and I moan my assent. He pauses, and somehow the stillness is more intense than the movement. “Is that a yes?”
“Yes, yes, yes.” Anything to make him keep going. To fuck me into oblivion.
Rahz is normally a tender lover. Thoughtful. Thorough. Giving. And I appreciate that; I do. But this? Right now? This raw need and desperate coupling? I’m losing my mind it’s so good.
“Fuck me harder.”
His teeth return to my shoulder, and he does as I say. For one breathless heartbeat, I almost regret it. He slams into me so hard I squeeze my eyes closed, and stars explode behind the lids. But then it’s good again. Better than good. Electrifying, like a light storm snapping and sizzling in the air of a hot summer’s night.
My muscles tense. Rahz grips me tighter. Our bodies draw pleasure with a wicked hint of pain from each other in a spiraling loop of rapture.
I’m going to come. There’s no holding back the rush of euphoria as it hits. My poor, leaking cock is trapped between me and the ground, but I’m going to come anyway. My body is already shuddering in Rahz’s embrace. But I don’t want to be first.
“Need you.” The words punch out with his thrusts. “Come with me. Rahz, please.”
“Anything for you.” He answers with words and action. His cock swells twice in size in a matter of seconds, stretching me to the limit, pounding so far into me I feel it in my throat.
When I can’t hold out a second longer, my body gives itself up completely. So does his. We peak together, shaking, panting, moaning. His cock pulses inside me while mine spurts hot and sticky under my belly. I vibrate with the pleasure of it, Rahz and I, joined as one.
Whatever happens, we’ll always have this.
As we catch our breath, the sun slips behind a cloud, and the cool shade is a welcome respite from the heat we created.
Rahz loosens his grip, kisses my shoulder, and eases us to our sides. He stays in me, and I’m glad. It’s too soon to lose this connection. I need more time. Always more time.
He trails a hand down my belly and caresses my spent cock. It’s a lot. I’m so sensitive there now. Overly so. But I don’t squirm away. I want his hand on me.
He rubs my cum in little circles around my slit and presses messy little kisses against the back of my neck. I’m floating in sensation, ass open wide, body limp as a rag, mind perfectly at peace. Rahz never fails to produce this effect in me. To give me this. Hopefully, I’m giving as much to him in return. I want to.
I’m nearly asleep when his body slips from mine, and I mourn the loss. He stays curled around me, though, holding me to his chest.
He whispers in my ear, “So sweet for me, Jin. Such a minx. Can’t get enough of you.”
My lips curl to a smile at his praise. “You can have more of me whenever you’re ready.” I wiggle my ass against his spent cock, eliciting a sexy groan from him against my ear.
