Page 75 of Twisted Obsession
She was undoing her belt and shoving aside her book before I even finished.
I yanked off her dress and tossed it into her seat as she crawled into mine with me. I caught her waist and turned her away from me, giving me full reign over every inch of her.
She sank down on me with a deep, guttural moan of my name. Then louder when I pulled her the rest of the way, forcing her to take all of it.
“I like you like this,” I murmured into the back of her shoulder. “Filled and stretched around my cock. Your clit swollen and sensitive. How many flicks before you cum on me, Kami?”
It was four.
I barely touched her.
But I hid my smirk as she arched in my arms, her walls slick and tight around me.
Breaths ragged, she dropped back against my chest, her head resting on my shoulder. “God, I’m going to miss him.”
The choked wheeze made me chuckle. “Oh, kitten, do you honestly think you’re getting away from me that easily?” I twined a lock of hair around my finger and tugged. “You made me a promise last night. Two of them, actually. Your body is still mine to do with as I see fit, and I’m not done using it.”
The hot, velvet glove encasing my dick rippled.
It tightened and washed me with a rush of arousal.
“Promise?” she whispered, head turning to brush gentle kisses to my jaw.
I captured her searching lips while my fingers rekindled a new fire between her thighs that she welcomed with an immediate widening of her knees, planting her heels into the warm leather on either side of my thighs.
“You swore to give me anything I wanted if I let you cum. I did. Repeatedly, if I recall.” My palm pressed into her pelvis, andI rocked her back and forth over me. “You also lost our game. You stopped reading and you came … repeatedly.”
Her gasp was a mixture of outrage, lust, and amusement. “That’s not fair.”
My free hand worked up to cradle her exposed throat. My fingers curled into the soft flesh.
“Not fair?” I squeezed once, basking in the widening of her eyes, the dilating of her pupils, the sharp hitch in her lungs. “I fucked your pussy until you begged me to stop, kitten. I made her squirt all over my dick … twice.” I rolled my finger over her clit, dragging it from peak to end in slow, lazy pulls that had her thrashing in my lap. “I held my end of the bargain, wouldn’t you agree?” She whimpered something I cut off with another flex of my fingers. “Are you going to break your word, Kami? Do I need to remind you what kind of man you’re dealing with and how dangerous it would be to not pay your debt?”
The little witch giggled. “What will you do? Take my orgasms back?”
“Yours?” Now I snickered, low and throaty against the side of her face. “No, sweetheart, none of those were yours, just like your pussy, your ass, your mouth are no longer yours. They belong to me now and I will use them however, whenever I want. I will fill you with my cum every chance I get and I don’t give a fuck if there’s other people around. I will make you wait for yours, beg for yours until you’ve learned your lesson.”
“Darius…”
She was no longer smirking and that made me smirk.
“Remember what only one afternoon felt like? Now imagine a week. Maybe two.”
Her bottom lip puckered. “No, please…”
Christ, her suffering.
Her squirming and begging.
Her teary eyes as she pleaded for release.
What was it about her sexual distress that made me want to never end it? What was it about torturing her to the point of absolute madness that made my dick hard enough to explode?
“You know what I want to hear,” I told her, ghosting a finger ever so lightly over her clit.
“I’m sorry,” she panted. “I’ll be good.”
“Yeah, you will,” I growled into her cheek. “Because you’re my good little kitten, aren’t you?”