Page 96 of Total Obsession

An hour and two orgasms later, and Axe had me on all fours on the ground. Each time I denied him what he wanted, his lust for me became more animalistic until finally, he was giving me what it was I'd wanted from the beginning.

His thick fingers wrapped their way around my hair and he pulled me onto my knees. His free hand circled to my front and grabbed hold of one breast, squeezing it tightly.

I gasped at the pain, all of it mixing with the intense pleasure he'd wrought through me over the last hour.

"Tell me," he said, rolling my nipple between his fingers.

"Tell you what?" I goaded.

"Tell me how badly you want my cock."

"No," I said, not wanting to give him the satisfaction.

His clothes had been shed, as had the remnants of my tights and I could feel his heavy length resting against my backside. I knew what I wanted of him. I just wanted him to be the one to lose control and give in to me this time.

"Then tell me to stop," he whispered against my ear, pinching my nipple until I cried out. "God, I love hearing your voice like this," he said, pushing me down on all fours.

His hand let go of my breast and cupped my mouth. "Spit," he instructed, and I complied.

He pulled his hand back, no doubt using the moisture to coat his cock. A finger trailed against my soaking and already spent pussy, and my entire body responded.

He chuckled, the sound starting deep in his chest and coming up through his throat. "Such a beautiful perfect slut," he said. "You're still so wet for me, I don't even need your spit."

The crown of his cock painted my lips before he entered me slowly. When he was finally pressed all the way inside of me, he stopped. I turned around to see him staring at me, a smirk on his face.

"What's the matter, pretty girl?" he asked. "Can't handle not being fucked, is that it?"

All I did was lift one of my hands up and give him the middle finger. He laughed before pushing my neck down into the floor as his body started to push and pull out of me.

Our grunts and moans filled the motel room, the sound of his skin slapping hard against my ass a constant rhythm. I reached my fingers down to rub against my clit, but he smacked my hand away.

"I told you," he said, reaching around the front of me and grabbing hold of my neck. "This pussy ismine. No one, not even you, is going to touch it without my permission."

Just when I thought I might crest again, he pulled out of me. I whimpered and he laughed. "You don't need to say it," he said to me. "I can feel your pussy clench against my cock with need."

"Just fuck me already, Axe," I finally spat out.

"Oh, I intend to," he said. "I intend to fuck you," he paused, "everywhere."

His cock was already slick with my arousal, and he moved the crown up and down my backside. "I wonder, is this hole still untouched?" he asked.

I bit my lower lip. Did I dare answer him? Should I admit to him that no man had ever been there, but a few toys, for sure?

"Tell me, Zoey," he coaxed. He trailed fingers down my spine, and the shivers went straight to my core forcing the words out of my mouth.

"Just toys," I gasped.

"Perfect," he replied, pressing slowly into me. "I'll be your first and only, then."

"Fuck," I moaned as his length stretched me. Axe was practiced. He gave me time to stretch, dripping spit between my cheeks the entire time until I was finally aching for him to move.

He started slow but soon he was pressing in and out of me with abandon. "Fuck, you're so tight," he said.

"So good," I replied, my vision going blank as I just embraced the pleasure he was giving me.

"Once more for me, pretty girl," he said, wrapping his hand around me and rubbing at my clit.

"Oh, fuck," I moaned and within minutes, he had me cresting again.