Page 52 of The Dark Obsession

Tyson slides the fabric down my legs, throwing it across the room until I’m lying bare in front of him with only a pair of thin, cotton panties shielding me from his wrath.

Not wanting to earn myself another bitemark, I manage to refrain from covering myself as his eyes zero in on my center, his tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip.

The man looks ravenous.

Rough hands grab my thighs as Tyson throws my legs over his wide shoulders. His bulk hunching over when he pulls me closer, nibbling along my inner thigh.

His mouth caresses the sensitive skin, his face an inch away from my throbbing pussy as heat rushes to my face.

So close, yet not close enough.

Without a warning, he licks the length of my slit over the fabric, making my hips buck off the couch at the foreign sensation.

One large palm pushes down on my stomach, keeping me firmly in place before he shoves my panties to the side.

A gasp leaving my lips at Tyson’s warm breath ghosting over my tender flesh as he takes a deep breath, smelling my arousal.

Then the man dives in, burying his face in my lap, thrusting his tongue between my folds as he devours me like a starved beast.

His touch full of control, dominating my body with ease.

Just how I need it.

Biting my lower lip, I struggle to hold back the desperate moans threatening to burst out of me.

I’ve never felt anything remotely close to the way his tongue feels on my skin.

Sinking my fingers into his thick hair, I tug hard to pull him impossibly closer.

Instantly, his mouth latches onto my aching bundle of nerves, making my thighs squeeze around his head. And yet he doesn’t seem to mind if he suffocates down there, his strokes only growing more ferocious.

“That’s it, baby.” Tyson groans into my pussy. “Grind that pretty little cunt into my face.”

Exchanging his hot mouth for his fingers, he rubs my clit at a maddening pace while his tongue pushes into me, my core tightening as the first moan of many escapes.

He’s everywhere, making me feel everything.

His other hand reaches up to squeeze my breast, pinching my nipple between his fingers until it feels raw.

Heightening my pleasure by lacing it with hints of pain, the sensation makes me finally snap.

A never-ending wave of torturous pleasure rolling through me as I come on his tongue, my body quaking with the aftershocks.

“Fucking delicious.” Tyson keeps lapping up my release, fucking me through my orgasm without letting me come down from the incredible high.

It’s too much.

Just as I feel like I can’t take it anymore, he trusts two fingers into me. Pumping in and out of my weeping hole with blinding force until I climax once more, drenching his face in my come.

“The sweetest, little thing I’ve ever tasted.”

With one last gentle kiss to my pulsating clit, he eases his fingers out of my pussy, making my core clench at the loss as he sucks them dry. His burning gaze never leaving mine.

Too fucked out to form a coherent thought, I instinctively wrap my arms around his neck as he crawls up my body, his chin glistening with my come.

Reaching between my legs, Tyson swipes one finger through my juices, making me jerk in his hold at how sensitive I am before he brings it up to my mouth.

“Open up, baby.” His voice is low and husky as I obediently part my lips for him, swirling my tongue around his thick digit, tasting myself.

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