Page 123 of Indecent Obsession
“Yes. Please.” I moan as he strokes my breasts. “Boss?”
He lifts his gaze to my eyes in the mirror.
“Be naked with me.”
He smirks and shakes his head. “I want to take my time with you. I want you to come so many times Wyatt will have no choice but to punish you.”
I whimper and press my thighs together at the aching that thought causes.
“Do you need to come, pip?” His t-shirt brushes my back.
“Yes, boss.”
“On the bed. Spread your legs wide, knees up. Show me how good it feels to fuck you.”
Wetting my lips, I cross to the bed and sit near the edge, scooting back enough to put my feet up. “Like this?”
He takes off his t-shirt and tosses it in the direction of his laundry, never taking his gaze off me.
I prop myself up with one hand on the bed behind me before touching my pussy. I dip back to my entrance to gather more wetness before sliding up through my folds.
“Like this?” I’m breathless as I glide my finger over my clit.
He steps out of his sweatpants. Fuck, he’s so much of everything. Tall, cut, and when he fists his thick cock, my pussy pulses with need.
“Use both hands, pip. Fuck those fingers in and out of your sweet little cunt while you stroke your clit.”
I lie back on the bed and do as I’m told. He’s not in my line of sight, but I can hear his heavy breaths, the slide of his hand over his cock. He’s watching me. Watching my fingers coated in my wetness as they thrust in and out of my pussy. My breasts rising and falling with every shuddering breath.
It’s too much and not enough at the same time. I want his hands on me. His mouth. His cock inside me.
“Do you still feel my cum inside you, pip?”
“No, boss, please fill me up.” The white ceiling above me mocks my efforts to have him put his body on mine.
“What’s wrong, pip? Are your fingers not enough to get you there now that you aren’t a virgin? Now that you’ve had cocks shoved deep into your tight little cunt?”
“Dante,” I whimper, so fucking close. I need him. I want him. I burn for him.
When his fingers circle my wrists, I freeze.
“Slow down, pip. You’ll get there faster if you let yourself feel it.” His voice slips over me.
He controls my hands, thrusting my fingers inside me slowly, deeply, before drawing out and pushing back in. My other fingers he moves over my clit in delicious circles. Everything inside me tightens, needing release.
“May I come, boss?” I gasp as he changes the tempo just slightly.
“Do you want to? Do you want to come all over your fingers?”
I moan. “I want to come for you, boss.”
He lowers to his knees between my legs and removes the fingers from my clit, burying my other fingers deep inside me and holding them there.
“Come for me, pip.” He leans in and sucks my clit into his mouth.
I arch against the bed as sensations burn through me, shattering me, destroying me, recreating me. He doesn’t let up and neither does my orgasm, just churning over and over again.
“You can do better than that, pip.” His lips move against my pussy and he thrusts my fingers in and out of me.
