Page 71 of Twisted Obsession


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Her mouth on me isheaven.

“Fuck,” I groan.

Her hands leave the chair and grip my thighs. Her nails dig into my skin, but it’s a good pain. I look down at her and force her to swallow me deeper. She gags around me, and I swear I almost combust on the spot.

“Take more of me,” I urge. “Show me howfuriousyou are that another girl had her lips on me.”

Her teeth skim my length, and I groan through a laugh.

“Careful.” I pull her off me. Her lips release me with a slightpop. I trail my cock head over her cheek. “No biting.”

“You’re an asshole,” she spits.

“For proving that you’re the only one who can do this?” I fist my cock and stroke myself. “I think that’s quite charitable of me. Removing any fucking doubt from your mind that you’reit.”

“I hate—”

I thrust back into her mouth. Straight in, until I hit the back of her throat, and deeper still. Her throat grips me as she chokes. Her fingers twitch on my legs. I draw out just enough for her to suck in air through her nose, then I’m filling her again. Fucking her face like an insane person.

She takes it. Her eyes lift, and I stare down at her. I have to lean over and brace myself on the back of the chair. Her tongue moves, curling against the underside of my cock, and I grunt. I want to hold on, to draw this out.

But Melody Cameron is some kind of elixir I can’t consume fast enough.

“Swallow.”

I come, not giving her time to think about the order. I’m deep enough in her mouth that it’s hardly any work to swallow—or choke. As soon as my cock stops rocketing cum down her throat, the euphoria fading, I pull out and drop to my knees. I clamp my hand over her jaw, forcing her mouth closed and her face close to mine.

“Hate me all you want, but the thought of me inside you in more than one way…” Fuck it, my dick isn’t even a little deflated. “If you’re not dripping wet at what we just did, then I’ll apologize.”

I won’t. She is turned on. I’d bet my fucking life on it.

Her chin lifts, my hand moving with it.

“Did you swallow my cum, songbird? Can you taste me lingering on your tongue?” I remove my hand, peeling my fingers away, and kiss her before she can protest.

She melts into me. Enough that she doesn’t stop me from slipping my hand to the apex of her legs, under her pants and panties. My fingers curl in her sweet,wetheat, and I stroke her clit as my tongue strokes her mouth.

She smiles against my lips.

I taste her saliva and her essence andme, and I almost lose control again. I draw back and put her on her feet. I’m still kneeling in front of her, and I’m struck by déjà vu. We’ve been in this position before, behind a desk like this. Only then, she was wearing a skirt…

I guide her pants off her legs. She holds on to my shoulder and kicks them off.

Her cunt is as familiar to me as the back of my hand, and yet, I marvel at it. At the cushion of her thighs, the scent of her slick arousal. At her lips waiting to be kissed, her clit already swollen and waiting.

I kiss just above her pelvic bone, then over her belly. I lift myself and kiss higher, until I’ve reached her jaw. I grasp at her waist and turn her, setting her ass on the edge of the desk. Her legs part for me.

“I can’t go slow with you,” I confess.

She reaches up and grips the back of my neck. “Who said anything about slow?”

“Fucking perfect.”

I run the tip of my dick through her folds, eliciting a shiver from her. Another pass, then a third, before her nails dig into my skin.

I chuckle. “Impatient?”

“Ye—”

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