Page 124 of The Obsession
As soon as I’ve dragged down the zip and free my cock, I remove my soaked finger from her, tear open the condom packet, and roll it down my dick.
Sex has always been a means to an end for me, a release and nothing more. But the thought of sinking into this woman fills me with trepidation.
As much as I’ve tried to deny it, I did my nuts for Emily Ashford a long time ago. Now that I’m about to finally claim her as my own, all I can think about is how fast this could fall apart. Nothing I’ve ever had sticks. Everyone I’ve ever held close finds a way to leave.
I close my eyes, grit my teeth, and push all those doubts from my mind. If I back out now, I’ll definitely lose her for good, and I can’t let that happen.
I stroke my cock a few times as I move her underwear to the side and glide the tip through her slick heat.
My hand slightly trembles as I do. I don’t know if she can sense my unease, but she glances at me over her shoulder, giving me that soft, sweet smile, the one that seems to get past every wall I’ve ever built.
“I need you,” she whispers.
Those words land hard and sink deep. They hit the parts of me that have been empty too damn long, every piece of me that’s learned not to expect anything from anyone.
I feel it in my bones. I need her to need me enough to stay. Enough not to walk when things turn ugly. To need me enough that, for once in my life, I’m not the one left standing here alone.
“I need you too, Em,” I admit as I push the crown of my cock inside her.
“Yes,” she whimpers.
“Fuck,” I retort.
She’s squeezing me like a vice. My balls are already tightening, and I’m not even fully inside her yet. My heart hammers in my chest as I pause for a moment, trying to calm the fuck down. I tilt my head back, roll my bottom lip between my teeth, and grip her hips as I thrust forward, bottoming out.
I’m balls deep, but I find myself stalling again, giving her time to adjust to my size and letting it sink in. I’m now inside a woman that I’ve been obsessed with for far too long. A woman I care for.
Finally, I allow myself to accept this. Despite thinking she’s out of my league, I was wrong; she’s actually within my reach.
I can’t even put these feelings into words.
“Fuck me, Dom,” she says, drawing my attention back to her.
She doesn’t need to ask me twice. I slap my hand against her arse, earning another delicious moan as I draw back, then slam straight back in.
“You like that, don’t you, dirty girl?” I growl as I begin to move in short, hard, languid strokes, trying to make this last as long as I can.
“Don’t stop,” she pleads.
I have no plans to stop.
I’m going to be buried inside her all fucking night. I’m going to take my time, make Emily feel every inch of me, and I’m not stopping until she knows she’s mine in a way no one else ever will be.
“You feel so good, Em.”
Too fucking good.
I want to ruin her for other men, but she’s destroyed me in turn. Every thought, every part I fought so hard to protect, is hers. I’ll never stop wanting her … wanting this. And I’ll crush any motherfucker who dares try to take her from me. I’ll destroy my-fucking-self if it means I get to keep her.
I’m slamming into her now. The room is filled with the sounds of our bodies slapping together, my feral grunts, and those sweet little moans of hers.
My hand moves around the front of her, circling her clit. I’m not going to last much longer, and I need her to come before I blow.
“Come for me, babe,” I command as she pushes her arse so far into me that it squishes my balls.
“I’m … I’m … oh God,” she screams.
“That’s not my name,” I growl.
