Page 5 of Filthy Obsession


Font Size:  

Encouraged by her reaction, I flick my tongue over her clit rhythmically. The sounds she makes get more urgent and rise in pitch. She cries out, her grip on my hair tightening.

“Sabrina, I want you to cum for me” I say as I stroke her clit with my thumb now, kissing her thighs. She grabs me by my hair again and moves my face back to her swollen wetness. I start again with a groan. Licking her clit with slow laps, building momentum, feeling her clit getting bigger on my tongue. She’s pushing herself into my face now, grinding against my mouth.

That’s it I think to myself. You cum all over my face. There’s a good girl.

As her legs begins to buckle against the movement of my tongue on her massive clit, her thighs tighten around my head and her quiet sweet grunts turn to loud orgasmic waves of pleasure as she comes against my face, my hands now holding her up as her body disobeys her as she can no longer hold herself up.

Then, I lay her body down on to the bed. Her face and chest flushed in response to her orgasm just moments ago. My tongue travels back up the length of her body and settles on her left nipple. Then, I kiss her tenderly on the mouth.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” I whisper. “Is that okay?”

I place my finger into her wetness and begin rubbing her clit again. She groans in response. My finger dips in and out of her rubbing her clit with my thumb. Her legs are wide now and she’s begging me to tease her nipples again with my mouth.

“Well?” I ask, waiting for her response.

“Oh Michael, please,” she groans, pulling me into a kiss and whining when she tastes herself. “Please fuck me.”

“You must tell me if this hurts, ok Sabrina?”

Sabrina nods slowly, all the while biting her bottom lip. I can’t believe she’s a virgin. She’s so hot and I feel like the luckiest man alive.

Slowly, without separating our mouths, I slide my neglected cock into the tight wet heat between Sabrina’s legs. I swallow a groan at the sensation of her previously untouched pussy fluttering around my length. I know I’m not going to last long.

Then, after giving her a few seconds to adjust to the intrusion, I start rocking into her slowly. I look to her for signs of pain, but there are none. Her eyes are fixed firmly on mine, her cheeks rosy, red, her lips full and slightly moist, panting. She wants this. She wants me.

Her hands find my back, her nails scratching lightly against my skin... She rocks with me and we begin to find our rhythm. The way her body feels around mine is what does it for me. She feels even better than I could ever have imagined.

With every stroke of her sweet pussy, I’m getting closer and closer to the edge. Sabrina pulls me in deeper and wraps her legs around me. Her mouth finds mine and we continue to rock slowly, whilst building up a pace. I can feel her thighs tightening around my waist as her clit hungrily takes no time at all to find and rub against my abs.

Such a hungry girl.

Faster and faster our bodies move in time together now. Sabrina’s breathing accelerates once more. I look into those beautiful green eyes and this time say out loud “Oh good girl, that’s it, cum for me now that’s it. Cum for me baby. Oh Sabrina, cum with me, cum with me.”

Sabrina takes no time at all to follow my instructions as her second orgasm approaches. She clamps down with her legs and roars into my ear, taking me with her over the edge as the most intense orgasm of my life rips through my body and into hers as we cum together.

I have never felt as satisfied as I do now, and judging by Sabrina’s cum soaked, flushed and shaking body, neither has she.

We lay down on the bed together, our limbs intertwined, panting, exhausted yet utterly and truly satisfied.

“You should sleep,” I eventually say, pulling her into my chest.

“Mhm,” she agrees, barely awake. “Will you stay with me tonight?”

I don’t hesitate to answer “Of course. I’m here. I’ll protect you,” I whisper as we both begin to drift off. “No matter what.”

I turn to face Sabrina, but she’s already asleep.

Chapter Four

Sabrina

The last week with Michael has been incredible. I’m still paranoid, checking the cameras before going into any room in my apartment, but his presence is calming and his patience is heaven sent. Plus, he goes on grocery runs for me without complaint, always grabbing me a little treat like candy or an iced coffee.

He’s been slowly helping me rebuild my confidence. I’m nowhere near where I want to be, but two days ago I went to the supermarket with him for an item I forgot to ask for, holding his hand with a vice grip as we walked down the aisles. Yesterday, I picked out tomatoes while he was in the dry goods aisle. Progress!

I might have been looking over my shoulder the entire time, but I picked the vegetables for a recipe out all by myself – something I haven’t done since before the incident. Sure, Michael didn’t seem to want to let me out of his sight, but I insisted. I felt safe knowing he was in the same building, only a few feet away.

Right now, Michael’s at work. When he left this morning, he told me to call him if anything happened, and when I promised I would, he stressed that I could call him about anything. It was weird, but not exactly out of character for him. Maybe he’s just starting to fall for me the same way I’m falling for him.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com