Page 98 of Indecent Obsession
“Here, pip.” He holds the elastic out to me.
I smirk and take it, pulling my hair back while thrusting my chest out. Finn wets his lips. His fingers twitch and I give him a wink. I put my hair in a messy bun.
My gaze locks on Dante’s cool blue eyes as I reach for his belt. His hands rest on his thighs as he watches me. Fuck, this feels dirty, in a good way. I’m completely naked and about to have this man at my mercy.
While the others wait their turns, watching, anticipating. Everyone else fully clothed, until I get to them. I press my thighs together against the ache building, making me restless.
I undo Dante’s fly and slide down his zipper. My hand caresses his hard, thick cock in his boxers. Logically, I knew there were different sized guys, but on average, dicks are usually smaller than his. I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to taking him. I ache to feel him inside me again. Driving in and out. Stretching me, making me take every last inch.
“Are you going to play with it or suck it, pip?” Dante arches an eyebrow.
Smiling, I free his cock from his boxers. “Suck it, boss.”
I pump his cock a few times with my hand. His eyes flash with heat before I lower myself to press my lips to the tip of his cock. His hands remain on his thighs like he’s the one being punished.
That idea fills me with lust. I could tease each of them the way they tease me. I flick my tongue out and slide it through his slit. His breath quickens but otherwise no signs of duress. Interesting.
I part my lips and take his head inside to the ridge, sucking on it gently while my tongue swirls around the soft skin. I could probably spend the whole hour just tormenting Dante, licking, sucking, lightly scraping him with my teeth. The solidness of his cock inside my mouth makes me even wetter, imagining him inside my pussy.
Taking him a little deeper, I hum in the back of my throat. His cock jerks in my mouth. Nice. Squeezing his base with my hand, I suck on him, sliding a little deeper and then lifting off. Slowly bobbing on his cock. His fingers dig into his thighs while my wetness drips down mine.
It’s tempting to palm my breast or slide my hand between my legs. To get off for a little relief. But I don’t really want to test Wyatt on the Sara doesn’t get to come punishment. Instead, I slide my free hand over Dante’s on his thigh, teasing his fingers with mine, brushing over them.
A low growl works out of Dante’s chest and everything in me tenses in anticipation. His free hand slides along my jaw, leaving a path of sparks in his wake. I might come just from him fucking my mouth.
“You’re teasing, pip. You know how I want it.” When he tangles his hand in my hair beneath my bun, I relax for him, give in to his control. My nipples slide against his pants. Every inch of me is one big shivering mass of need, winding ever tighter.
I breathe in as his hand tightens. He pushes me down slowly, easing past my gag reflex after I choke a little.
“You can take it. Relax. Good girl.” His voice is like a caress. I want more.
I don’t turn to see if the others are still there. They are. I can feel them watching, waiting. But I don’t want them to wait, I want them to touch me. To slide their cocks deep into my pussy until I explode.
I swallow around Dante and he gives this perfect moan. My legs spread in invitation. It doesn’t matter who or how. One touch would be enough to set me off. Just one.
Dante draws my head up and I drag in a breath around his cock. For years I could have been doing this with them, letting them take me however they wanted. This is temporary. An aberration in our timeline. A time when I get to have them to the fullest.
I lift my gaze to Dante’s and circle my tongue around his tip, tasting the saltiness of his precum, wishing his cock was buried in my pussy instead. Fucking in and out until I can’t help but come all over his cock. My pussy clenches empty, unfulfilled.
The others are here, watching, not taking, but they fade to the background. It’s just me and him. It’s always been me and him.
Dante slides into my throat deep again. My whole body trembles with need. I’m hot all over like I have a fever. I’m going to combust if someone doesn’t make me come.
“You like taking my cock, don’t you, pip?” Dante murmurs as he lifts me almost off him. I tighten my grip around his base and he hisses. “Be nice. Suck on my tip like a good fucking girl.”
I place my lips under his ridge and lift my gaze to his as I suck on him. The heat in his eyes makes me want to take him deep, but he’s in control and I surrender to it, letting him do what he wants with me. He smiles, knowing what I’m giving him.
He slides my mouth down and back up, inching deeper each time until he’s fucking in and out of my throat. My pussy pulses like he’s plunging in deep, stretching me, making me writhe under him. I weave our fingers together on his thigh, needing just one more connection, needing a hold to keep me grounded. He holds my hand as he fucks my mouth. Tears stream down my cheeks every time he pushes in deep.
He pushes me down until his cock is in my throat, blocking almost all of my air, and roars as his cum shoots out and hits the back of my throat. Moaning, I come, my pussy clenching around nothing. Dante pulls me off his cock and I gasp, still coming around nothing. My thighs are drenched.
His curious eyes search mine. “Stand up.”
I rise between his legs. His fingers push into my pussy and an aftershock rips through me. I whimper.
“Fuck, pip. Such a good girl.” He draws his fingers out of me and sucks them clean.
My breathing is still ragged and I wipe at the tears drying on my cheeks. Wyatt’s eyes search mine when I turn his way to await his command.
