Page 21 of Christmas Obsession


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“Get on your hands and knees,” he commands, and I do, raising my ass in the air.

With no hesitation, he slides himself inside me, pushing his full length into me faster than before. His member pulses and throbs inside me, and I arch my back to take even more of him. He begins to thrust in a steady rhythm, moving faster and faster in time with me. I’m panting, my hands fist the sheets, and a scream builds in my throat.

It doesn’t take long before he’s slamming into me and sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. He’s so warm and big inside me, I feel full and stretched. It’s amazing. I could get addicted to the feeling of getting fucked like this.

Out of nowhere, he slaps my ass with a firm hand. A sting ripples across my cheek but is replaced by a searing heat that works its way through my pussy. I yelp but follow it immediately with a moan to show him I want more.

Still rapidly thrusting into me, he slaps the other cheek with even more strength. I moan louder, feeling the skin burn where he’s spanked me. Vincent grabs a handful of my hair and pulls, forcing my head back. I arch, and he hits deeper, so deep there is a bit of pain mixed with the pleasure.

Then he lets go and smashes my face back into the mattress with his hand.

As if to reward me, Vincent reaches one hand around my hips, burying his erection fully inside me. He ceases thrusting and fucking, instead making me feel the full might of his cock inside of me. With two fingers, he begins to stroke small circles around my swollen clit.

I lean forward, clenching my ass to bring my hips closer to his fingertips. He presses harder against me, and between the fullness inside me and the pressure on my clit, I moan loudly into the fabric of his shirt. I feel the walls of my womb tighten and release in rapid succession as my hips move and my toes curl.

I scream into the gag as the orgasm races through me, filling me with pleasure. Vincent doesn’t let up on my clit, rubbing me until I think I can’t take it anymore.

I come for longer than I’ve ever come before and feel Vincent’s cock jump and throb inside me. My pussy fills with his hot cum, and I feel his semen escape my opening and drip down my clit. Vincent moans in a low voice and starts to let up the pressure on my clit, giving it a few little rubs before pulling out and collapsing beside me.

“Let me get you a towel,” he says in a low voice and rolls off the bed before plodding to the bathroom. I fall to one side, feeling his hot cum leaking between my legs and spreading onto my thighs. I’m sweating and breathing hard.

Holy shit, did that really just happen?

I’m not a virgin anymore. I just lost my virginity to my hot as sin, much older neighbor. And it was fucking amazing.

Vincent returns from the bathroom, his erection still bobbing hard in front of him. I’m sure he’s going to just hand me the towel and walk away, but he doesn’t. He pushes my legs apart and gently cleans my thighs and sensitive pussy.

“Vincent, I really—” I begin but am interrupted by the sound of glass breaking downstairs.

I scramble off the bed and to my feet. We both turn toward the door. Vincent’s gaze darts between me and the door, his eyes brim with worry, and I know something’s very wrong.

He drops the towel and turns to me. He cups my cheek, gently stroking it with his thumb, and then his mouth is over mine. His firm lips are warm and consume me. Fire spreads across every nerve ending on my body.

The moment is over before it even gets the chance to start, then he breaks the kiss, and I’m left with nothing but my heart thundering in my chest.

“Get dressed, stay quiet, and let me take care of them,” he says before pulling away.

The moment his hands leave my face, his whole demeanor changes. His eyes turn from molted chocolate to the darkest black. A shiver runs down my spine, and fear has a grip on my throat as I watch him get dressed in a hurry.

He runs to the dresser across from the bed and pulls out two handguns, a gasp bubbles in my throat. He pushes one into his belt and holds the other in his right hand.

“Get dressed,” he orders in a voice I don’t recognize.

In a daze, I go to pull on my underwear, still feeling his cum inside me.

Who the hell did I just sleep with?

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