Page 44 of His Forbidden Obsession

“I don’t want to hurt you. I’m trying to be gentle.”

Niko shook his head. “I don’t need gentle. I’m not going to fucking break. Not from this. I want this. I want you to force me.”

“Fuck.” In my wildest dreams, this wasn’t what I imagined happening between the two of us. He might be young and a virgin, but he was more than ready, and I was going to give him what he wanted.

“Try to relax your throat,” I said as I gripped the sides of his head and pulled him onto my cock.

His eyes watered, and he gagged, but he held on to my hip and didn’t try to push me away. I slid out partway, then drove in again harder this time. He started to struggle, but I held him there, letting him choke on me. “Look in my eyes.”

He met my gaze, eyes wide with shock and fear. That look made me hot as hell. This was what I wanted, what I needed, a man who would let me do anything, let me choke him, let me fuck him as hard as I wanted to. I’d never dreamed Niko could be that man. My God, I was never going to be able to stop, never going to be able to let him go.

I pulled back for a moment to let him breathe. “Is that what you wanted? Do you want me to treat you like I own you?”

Niko was shaking, but he nodded, and just that admission from him could have made me come, but I wasn’t ready to end this yet. I pushed back into him, pulling him against me, forcing my cock down his throat.

“Open for me,” I ordered. He coughed and sputtered around me, and I pulled almost all the way out, giving him a break. “You’re going to take it all this time,” I warned. “Do you understand?”

He shivered, but he didn’t pull away. He could fight me if he wanted, but he didn’t. He was letting me, and I was going to take what he was offering.

18

NIKOLAI

Icouldn’t breathe. My throat hurt, my jaw ached, and my eyes burned with tears, but this was the most incredible thing that had ever happened to me. The way Lorenzo took control, the way he was finally using me like he wanted to was so hot. I knew it was probably crazy of me to want this, but I needed him to force me. I needed him to make this happen. I’d waited so long for my fantasies to be fulfilled, and I was scared, but Lorenzo knew how to make me let go, make me feel and not think. I didn’t care if it hurt. I needed something to push all the other thoughts, all the reality, out of my head like he had that night when he’d come to my bedroom.

He drove into me. I struggled to relax my throat, but I gagged around him, unable to help it. He didn’t stop. He pulled me toward him until his whole cock was down my throat, my face pressed against the wiry hair at the base.

I couldn’t breathe. I was going to die. He was going to choke the life out of me with his cock, but I didn’t care because somehow, it felt so good. I’d gone beyond the room we were in, beyond myself. I was floating. All that existed in my world was Lorenzo and my need to come.

Finally, as the room was starting to darken at the edges of my vision, he let me go. I fell back onto my heels and braced myself on my good hand, gasping for breath, desperate to get air in my lungs.

After a few moments, Lorenzo grabbed me by the arms, pulling me back up onto my knees. “I’m not done with you.”

I whimpered in response.

“You want more, don’t you? You want to swallow my cum.”

God help me, I did.” “Please.”

Lorenzo was acting just like he had in all my fantasies, taking control, giving commands. He never gave me a choice in my imagination, and it was fucking glorious. I’d come so hard just from imagining him like this.

He pushed his fingers into my mouth so deep I sputtered around them. “Your throat feels so fucking good. You are the best at this.”

I shook my head

“Don’t contradict me.”

I gasped as he pulled his fingers from me. He could kill me so easily. He really could do anything to me, and I’d have given myself to him. Even if I hadn’t asked for this tonight, I was under his control. But it wasn’t at all like what that experience was growing up; I wanted to be here, and he wanted to protect me, not to hurt me.

I opened my mouth for him. “That’s right, baby. You’re such a good boy.”

I took his cock in my mouth again, sucking around it, working him as he thrust in and out.

My own cock was so hard it ached. I reached down to touch myself with my free hand, but Lorenzo pushed it away. “No touching. Put your hand on me or behind your back. I’ll decide when you get to come.” I wanted to protest, but my mouth was full of his cock, and this was what I wanted anyway. I wanted him in control.

“I know you want my cum, and one day, I’ll give it all to you to swallow, but today, I’m saving it for your ass.”

Oh fuck. I whimpered around him. That was what I wanted, wasn’t it? But the thought scared me. He was so fucking big.