Page 110 of Indecent Obsession
Fuck, she’s perfect. Her little puckered hole begs me to fuck it. Leaning down, I lick her, sliding my tongue over it.
She whimpers in her sleep. We have time before the alarms go off. I lick and push my tongue into her asshole. She releases a low moan as I work her asshole with my tongue.
I shift carefully to reach into the drawer, pulling out the lube and coating my fingers. I ease the tip of my finger inside her ass. When she clenches around me, I push a little deeper. Her legs spread for me.
I push all the way to my knuckle, then draw it out and add a second finger, easing inside her, slowly, carefully. It’s about slowness. I almost fucked her pussy last night without waking her.
She’ll wake when I breach her asshole with my cock, but fuck, it will still be spectacular. I add a third lubed finger, gliding them in and out. The sunlight barely creeps around the curtains, giving the room a dimness that lets me watch my fingers moving inside her. Her breath quickens.
“Does that feel good, flower?” I whisper. My fingers fuck in and out of her ass. Her pussy clenches around nothing.
Needing to feel her around me, I draw my fingers out and rub lube over my cock. Lining up with her puckered hole, I push in steadily. This woman’s pussy is made for cock, but fuck if her ass and mouth aren’t perfect for it too.
I ease in, feeling that tight ring work up my cock until I’m all the way inside her ass. “Such a good, tight ass you have. You can come from having your throat fucked, but can you come just from having your ass fucked, flower?”
Slowly, I work up to fucking her ass. She makes these little noises in her throat, but she doesn’t wake up. I kneel, my knees on either side of her hips, thrusting my cock in and out of her ass. Her smooth back tenses as my cock disappears into her fully.
Her asshole tightens around me. It’s not as encompassing as her pussy, but it’s so fucking tight. She moans and pushes her hips up into me.
“Oh, fuck.” Her voice is sleepy.
“Exactly, flower.” I pull out and push back in.
“Finn,” she whimpers, bringing her knees under herself, opening herself up to me more.
“Fuck. Such a good girl. You ready to get fucked?” I slide my fingers over her clit.
“Yes please.” She braces her hands against the headboard.
I move my hands to her hips and guide her as she helps me, rocking back and forth.
When she comes, moaning low and throaty, her pussy gushes onto the sheets beneath her.
“Fuck, that’s sexy as hell.” Groaning, I thrust into her before coming deep inside her ass. My whole body tightening as I empty into her.
Pulling out, I fall beside her on the bed, holding a hand over my throbbing heart.
“Was it the orgasm that woke you?” I turn my head to look at her, still ass up head down, hands braced on the headboard.
“Mmm.” She releases a breath and collapses on the bed. “You’re going to continue to disrupt my sleep, aren’t you?”
She turns and those beautiful green eyes lock with mine. It doesn’t seem to upset her. I give her a cocksure grin.
“I got into that ass without waking you, flower.” When I run my hand down her back, she sighs. “I’m going to defile this body every chance I get. You good with that?”
Her satisfied smile makes my breath catch. “Yeah. I’m good with that.”
My gaze jerks up as Sara walks past my door, probably going for her third cup of coffee. She’s going to kill me with those skirts and blouses, showing off every curve. I lean back in my chair. I should feel bad about waking her not once but twice last night. Next time, I’ll try not to wake her at all.
A grin spreads across my face.
She walks back by, sipping her coffee. I’m tempted to bring her into my office and have her down on her knees for me. Or better, bend her over the desk. Or make her sit on the desk and show me how she likes to get off.
I run a hand through my hair. Fuck, I need to focus.
“Any luck figuring out the businesses Tom was working on?” Dante comes into my office, his tablet holding all his focus.
Not only did Tom leave us high and dry and in charge of Sara, but he also left his workload for us to manage on top of our own clients. Fucker.
