Page 80 of Savage Obsession
“Hear you say anything negative about your body again or suggest that you need to lose weight,” he grits out, giving me a second to take a breath. “I will buy an old-fashioned hairbrush made with the finest wood and put you over my knee every night for a week to redden your ass with it. You are absolutely perfect the way you are. Are we fucking clear on that?”
Tears drip onto the tile below as his words seep into my soul and touch the most vulnerable parts of me. I don’t even feel the physical pain right now. It’sallemotional. How can he find me to be perfect when I’m clearly not? I’m a broken mess. I have a million insecurities and even more flaws. How does he not see it?
He stops spanking and grips my waist, turning me until the back of my legs meet the bench, and then takes another step forward, forcing me to sit. I let out a hiss as I sit on my stinging ass.
Xander cups my chin, holding it firmly between his thumb and index finger. We stare at each other, my body vibrating with arousal, and my mind too fuzzy to worry about how I look right now. I’m more concerned with how I feel and what I need.
“Did I make myself clear, sunshine?” he asks again.
I reach for him, sliding one hand on his hip and the other going for his dick. “Yes,” I breathe out, desperate for him to let me touch him.
As soon as I wrap my fingers around his cock, he moves his hand from my chin to the base of my neck.
“Yes, what?” His eyes are sparkling as he stares at me, waiting.
“Yes, Daddy,” I answer just before opening my lips and bringing my mouth to the head of his cock.
Xander’s free hand snaps out and grabs a fistful of my hair, stopping me from wrapping my mouth around him.
“Is your lip okay?” he asks quietly.
It takes a second for me to register his question, but when I do, I look up at him, my heart squeezing.
“It’s fine, Daddy. It was barely swollen.”
He gazes at me for another second before he nods and releases my hair, his hold still firm on my neck. “Don’t ever hide this body from me. Understand?”
I nod and run my tongue over the seeping tip of his dick. “Yes, Daddy.”
His cock throbs in my palm as he groans. “Fuck, baby. I love hearing you call me that.”
Not as much as I love saying it.
“Open your mouth and let me fuck it. Then I’ll give you a reward for being such a good girl.”
As soon as I obey, he pushes his cock in while brushing my hair away from my face, gathering it in a ponytail, then wraps it around his fist. “That’s my girl. Scoot to the edge of the bench and spread your knees. Show Daddy what’s mine.”
All thoughts and insecurities disappear from my head as I follow his instruction, whimpering when I open my legs wide, putting my entire pussy on display. He grips my hair and pumpshis hips, his cock pressing against the back of my throat until I gag and struggle in his hold.
“Touch your pussy while I fuck your mouth, baby. Make yourself feel good while you take my cock.”
This time I do it, and with each pass of my clit, I moan, my mouth and throat relaxing a bit more while he thrusts deeper and harder. When he presses the head of his dick to the back of my throat, I look up at him with pleading eyes. He gazes at me and slowly pulls back.
“You’re so goddamn perfect,” he groans. “So goddamnmine.”
I mewl and circle my clit, my orgasm so fucking close. Xander steps back, releasing my hair.
“Stand up and bend over. Hands on the bench,” he snaps, pulling me up before I climax. “You okay with the pull-out method?”
“Daddy,” I whine as I hustle into position. “Yes,please, just…fuck me.”
I’m going to die if I don’t come soon.
It’s no longer a want at this point.
After being with Xander and experiencing multiple earth-shattering, life-changing orgasms, I’m desperate for more.
“I’m going to be inside you when you cry out for me, sunshine. And then I’m going to mark you when I come all over your gorgeous ass.”
