Page 32 of Obsession (Dark Revenge)
She didn’t respond. She appeared to be in a trance, and I quickly left the room, heading downstairs to fetch some food. The staff swiftly arranged it all on a tray for me before I carried it back to the room. As expected, Alison remained in her spot on the bed, lost in her thoughts. Perhaps I had broken her too deeply? No, she would bounce back. Alison always did. However, what she didn’t realize was that a small piece ofher had changed. That piece now belonged to me, whether she wanted it to or not.
I placed the tray on the coffee table before approaching Alison to give her the kiss I owed her. She clenched my shirt, pulling me toward her. I hadn’t anticipated the strength of her grip, and she managed to pull me back into bed. Her legs wrapped around my waist, pressing me close to her, and as she moved against me, my cock growing harder. I smiled against her lips, understanding what she needed, but I was determined to make her wait for it. She would soon crave me so intensely that she would do anything to have me.
“Use me,” she panted against my lips, taking me by surprise with her offer.
I pulled back, noticing how rapidly her chest was rising and falling, her top doing an excellent job of drawing my attention to her breasts squeezed together within it.
“Later,” I replied.
“No, now,” she moaned, tightening her legs around my waist. However, she seemed to forget who was truly in control.
I untangled myself from her and gently guided both of us off the bed, leading her over to the couch. I kept her close, seating her on my lap. However, this time, I took charge of feeding her, even though she didn’t seem to have much of an appetite, keeping her lips sealed.
“If you behave, I’ll fuck you when we’re finished,” I tantalizingly offered.
Her eyes sparkled with intrigue as I suggested the possibility of easing the pain she carried within her, helping her forget the deeper betrayal inflicted upon her by her husband, one that cut far deeper than any of his other affairs. The fact that her husband had impregnated another woman was not just a gut-wrenching blow but a wound so deep that it shattered her, leaving no chance of rebuilding.
As Alison wrapped her lips around my fingers while I offered her a piece of bread dipped in gravy, I could tell she was trying to entice me, and it was working. My cock grew harder, demanding that we skip the food and go straight to fucking. However, I wasn’t going to yield to her desires so easily. She needed to learn that she would only receive what I chose to give her.
So I continued to feed her until she signaled she was full. When she did, she started kissing my neck, tracing her tongue along my skin. I firmly grasped her hips and shifted her, so her back was against me.
“I need to eat as well, my sweet slut,” I whispered into her ear.
“But you promised,” she protested.
“Yes, and I’ll keep that promise when I’m finished,” I stated firmly before placing her beside me and then digging into the food.
I heard her let out a small, annoyed huff, and I turned my head, finding her sitting there with her arms crossed and a sour expression on her face.Just like that, I thought. This was exactly how I wanted her—craving me with an insatiable hunger. I allowed her to sit in her frustration as I ate slowly, taking my time to regain my energy. After finishing, I took the tray back downstairs before returning.
By the time I came back upstairs, Alison was naked, her discarded clothes strewn on the floor, and she wore an expectant look in her eyes.
“Did I give you permission to get undressed?” I asked, noticing a touch of fear in her eyes.
“No,” she admitted softly.
“But since you are,” I began, unbuttoning my shirt and sliding it off before heading for the bathroom.
My actions conveyed a clear command, and I could hear Alison following me into the bathroom. As I turned on the warm water, she came up behind me, her warm hand touching myback. However, she couldn’t have known the fear that sudden touch triggered in me. I swiftly spun around, surprising her with my rapid movement, and gripped her wrist firmly.
“Don’t approach me from behind like that,” I commanded. She nodded, her eyes betraying a lost and submissive look that made her utterly irresistible. I pulled her closer, wrapping my arm around her waist, and then I captured her lips in a powerful and demanding kiss.
She moaned against my lips, her hands sliding down my neck, down the front of my body, lightly scratching my chest.
I lifted her and placed her on the bathroom counter, stripping off my clothes. Then I removed the bandages to keep them from getting wet and sticking to me. Afterward, I brought Alison with me back into the shower, pressing her against the wall as her hands roamed over my body, igniting a fiery desire between us.
“Get down on your knees,” I ordered, releasing her and placing her on her feet. She obediently sank to the wet floor and took my cock into her mouth, taking me deeper than she ever had before, determined to please me. I groaned, leaning my head back as I rested my hands on the wall. The steam began filling the room as pleasure surged through me.
Having Alison so completely at my mercy, fully submissive, played tricks on my mind. I slammed a hand into the wall as I climaxed violently, spilling generous amounts of cum down her throat. She did her best to swallow it all, her throat working, but some dripped down her chin. That only intensified her already ruined state, and as I withdrew, I wiped my finger over the remaining cum and fed it to her. She eagerly sucked on my finger, swirling her tongue around it, making me ache for a second round. But I couldn’t lose control. I’d play with her again soon enough. Alison would let me do anything to her tonight just to forget what she had confessed.
I lifted her from the ground, both of us breathing heavily, feeling the tension in the room. I knew she hoped I would touch her, make her come, but I was going to make her wait a little longer. I handed her the soap instead.
“Clean us,” I ordered.
She followed my instructions, her soapy hands moving over my body slowly, seemingly taking her time deliberately. I didn’t mind. I let her wash me clean before she focused on herself. As she slipped under the warm water to wash herself, I seized my opportunity. I grabbed her, pushing her against the wall again, and used my hand to cover her eyes, plunging her world into darkness to heighten her other senses. I didn’t give her any time to think. My hand slipped between her legs, finding her swollen clit. I rubbed it in the side-to-side motion she enjoyed so much. Caught off guard, her climax came quickly and intensely. She let out tiny screams as her body shook and came apart in my hands. My cock grew hard again, listening to her cries, but I waited until she began squirming against me, signaling that the pleasure had turned somewhat painful.
I removed my hand from her pussy and lowered the other, grasping her collar as I reached down, stroking myself until I was fully erect. I turned her around, then I spread her legs apart and entered her wet heat. I felt her inner walls grip me, trying to pull me in even deeper.
“Master,” she panted as I held her against the wall and began thrusting roughly.
