Page 30 of Twisted Obsession


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My head immediately rocked from side to side as far as it could with my hair still tangled between his fingers.

He searched my eyes, lingered on my mouth before dropping to the heavy rise and fall of my chest down the collar of my dress.

“Yes, you are.” His gaze slid back up to mine, the pupils dark hollows absorbing the blue. “There was nothing gentle about the way I fucked you last night and given how tight your pussy was, it’s been a while.”

I swallowed audibly, the pussy in question giving a pang of remembrance. “I’m a little tender, but…”

“But?” he coaxed when I faltered under his unwavering scrutiny.

I licked my lips. “I wouldn’t stop you if you fucked me like that again.”

His eyebrow winged up. “Right now?”

I nodded without hesitation.

“Right here on the kitchen counter?”

His lips ghosted mine, momentarily making me forget everything, except a pathetic, “please.”

His answer was the sweeping invasion of his tongue pushing between my lips in a hot, greedy kiss that curled my toes into the cool tiles. My fingers found the warm, smooth line of his shoulders and glided up the back of his neck to comb into his hair.

“Say it again,” he ordered, forcing his knee between my thighs pushing them apart.

The hard muscles of his thigh slammed up into my mound, taking me up onto my toes. His hands twisted into the thin straps holding my dress in place. They were dragged down to reveal my white bikini top, my nipples sharp, dark circles against the fabric.

I realized what he was about to do even before his mouth descended. The hard peaks were caught between his teeth and fingers. They were sucked and bit. He palmed one while terrorizing the other, soaking the material, turning it transparent.

“Darius…” I whined, back arched as far as it would go over the island’s edge, offering him everything.

The damp material was yanked aside, and the nipple was pulled into his mouth. I watched him suck and circle the tip, my hips grinding feverishly against his thigh, fighting for my release. He seemed to realize it too when he bent and hooked my thighs up on each arm, pulling them wide and away from any contact.

My snarl of protest was met with a smug flick of his gaze up to my face. “What do you say, kitten?”

Needing him inside me like my next breath, I gasped, “Please!”

His smirk was one given by the devil, evil and taunting. He set me down just long enough to free his magnificent dick, the head thick and beaded with precum. My thighs were as wide as they could go when he reached for me, his arms returning to hook under my knees. I was lifted.

“Again,” he growled. The crown penetrated my world. “Say it again.”

“Please. Fuck me. Please, Darius.”

He filled me with a sharp thrust of his hips. I had to catch my own scream behind my teeth. I tore into my bottom lip as he slammed into me with a savage violence that made me see stars.

Abruptly, he stopped and put me down.

I thought for a moment maybe he’d heard the girls come in and was about to pull my clothes together but he ceased my fumbling.

“Turn around and spread.”

I did immediately and eagerly. I turned to the island and my forgotten breakfast. The items were pushed aside, giving me space to lean over, offering him my backside.

He wasted no time hiking up the back of my dress, moving the crotch of my bikini aside and sliding in again. His thick head breached my opening and the rest glided in, stretching me to capacity. The maddeningly slow invasion had my head dropping forward and my hips bumping back, impaling me completely on him.

“You feel so good,” I whimpered, rocking against him.

His response was to push deeper, feeding me every last inch until I was crying out at the pain and winding pleasure. I sobbed his name, my hand going to the hard nub between my thighs begging to be stroked.

My hand was slapped away.

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