Page 101 of Indecent Obsession
Finn draws her up, and for a moment, they just stare into each other’s eyes. He brushes away her tears with his thumbs. It’s quiet and odd because I’m still buried inside her. Connected to her physically while he connects with her on a different intimacy level. Dante releases her wrists.
When I draw out, she turns. Her pale green eyes are still dark with desire. I’m already regretting my naked rule as I take in every inch of her beautiful body. I won’t be able to resist bending her over any nearby surface and fucking her if she’s allowed to roam free like this.
My cock barely rests before it hardens again. I shift to my feet and she rises onto her knees. Her eyes hold mine as she leans in and licks our combined essences off my cock. By the time she reaches my tip, I’m fully engorged again.
She gives my tip an open mouth kiss. Desire pools hot around the base of my spine. Finn relaxes against the back of the couch, putting himself away, a satisfied smirk on his lips.
Her red hair falls loose around her shoulders. She kisses my cock, sliding her tongue through my slit and suckling gently as her hands slide up the outside of my thighs. She stops them on my hips.
Her eyes lift to mine, not in surrender but in desire, in need. She takes my cock into her mouth, deep into her throat. I’m lucky I came because that would’ve been it. I would’ve spilled my cum down her throat without any more stimulation needed. She’s gorgeous and eager.
She pulls back and licks, kisses, and sucks my cock. I reach down and tuck her hair behind her ear gently. I could take her hair in my hand and fuck her mouth. A part of me wants to but there’s another part that wants to give this to her. Let her lead.
This woman kneeling before me is everything I ever wanted. There’s fire in her eyes and I know she’ll never give in easily to me.
She’ll fight me every inch of the way, but only because it pleases her and I want her to. Right now, I’m not her dominant. She’s taking control. I should be punishing her, teaching her how to please me, but how can I when what she does pleases me already?
I thread my fingers into her hair and cradle her head as she works my cock. She’s learning what I like and figuring out what makes my cock twitch. What makes me groan a little. What makes my fingers tighten in her hair.
I’ve spent so many nights imagining fucking her, but actually being with her is so much more than I ever expected. More sensual. More playful. More.
She takes her time exploring me and I allow it. We’ve both come already. This isn’t a pressing need, but a gradual build. Her hair clings to her face from the tears and the saliva. Her skin is pink from her face down to her breasts.
Those breasts. Her dusty pink nipples are hard peaks begging to be sucked, played with. I’ve seen her in bikinis, but naked at my feet is how Sara should always be. Glaring up at me with those pale green eyes and sucking my cock like a good girl.
A part of me worries that, when Tom gets back and this is over, I won’t be able to move on. I won’t be able to forget the feel of her body beneath me, surrounding me. That I’ll remain so wrapped up in her that I won’t be able to let her go completely. At least not if I stay here.
Not where I have to watch her fall in love with another man. Marry him. Have his children. The ache in my chest angers me. I wasn’t lying this morning. If I could, I would put a baby inside her to stake my claim.
She’s mine, but I’ve never been able to claim her fully. I’m still not.
She stiffens when my hand tightens in her hair. Her gaze lifts to mine. Her fingers dig into my hips. The need to punish her for what I can’t have swells within. Whatever she sees in my eyes, she responds by relaxing in my hold, waiting for me to take over. Giving me her power. Letting me take her.
I hold her head still as I fuck her mouth, thrusting in deep and staying there, knowing she can barely breathe. Her throat muscles work to try to draw in a breath, tightening around the tip of my cock while her tongue cradles it. I pull out and she gasps around me.
She doesn’t tap out and her eyes reflect her stubbornness. I thrust harder, deeper, bringing her nose to my abs as she chokes around my cock. But she still doesn’t draw away. She lets me use her the way I want, the way I need.
My balls tighten as I get close. She’s making these noises that vibrate around my cock. When she moans, I can’t stop the flood of cum that fills her throat and mouth, trickling down her chin.
She gasps when I draw out. Her breathing is chaotic as her eyes find mine. A shiver runs through her. Fuck, did she come again?
“Did you come, trouble?” I tip her flushed face up so I can search her eyes.
“Yes, sir.” She drags her finger through the trail of my cum on her chin and brings it to her lips before sucking her finger clean.
I cock my head and narrow my eyes. Orgasm denial might be difficult with Sara. She’s so fucking sensitive. But I’m willing to try it.
“How much time do we have?” I lift my gaze to Finn.
He glances at his phone. “Ten minutes until food arrives.”
I straighten my clothes and help Sara stand. “Come on, trouble. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
Sara
Wyatt takes me into his room. Honestly, he could lead me into hell right now and I’d probably follow him. I’m in a daze. A fuck haze.
My body shivers but I’m not cold. My whole being is overstimulated. The three of them using my mouth, fuck. I’ll line up to do that anytime. I guess they would be the ones lining up. Then when Wyatt and Finn fucked me together.
