Page 47 of Plunge into Obsession

I watched as Gabriel texted something to someone, his fingers never stopping their teasing movement. I wondered briefly if I would be able to come with him just playing with my nipple like this.

I shook my head.

I was sensitive, but I wasn’t that sensitive.

Yet his touch was enough to drive me a little closer to the edge, especially when he tightened his grip and tugged on it harshly.

He put his phone away and turned his attention fully onto me. His dark eyes made a slow perusal down my body, taking in every inch of exposed skin and making me feel like he was staring deep into my soul.

“I can’t wait to taste you,” he said, his tongue peeking out and licking his bottom lip.

A sharp zing pushed against my center at his words.

He seemed to know what I was thinking because he smirked and continued. “You’ll let me taste you, won’t you, baby?”

I could only nod.

Just the image of him putting his mouth on my pussy —

I let out a small yelp when he pinched my nipple roughly.

“Hey!”

He smiled. “Answer me. Tell me how much you want me to taste your pretty little cunt. And say it in thoseexactwords.”

He pinched my nipple again, and I closed my eyes, a small, pained noise moving up my throat even as my pussy drenched.

I licked my lips.

“Baby?” he said.

I took a deep breath. “I want you to taste my pretty little c-cunt.”

My face flamed red, and I was sure he could tell, even from the slightly orange light in the car.

He smiled in satisfaction. “Such a good girl.”

And fuck, but I thought I might have a praise kink because I fucking loved it when he called me that.

Gabriel smirked at me, his fingers rolling over my nipple.

Moments later, the car came to a stop.

I blinked like I had awakened from a dream, and Gabriel pulled away from me. I felt the loss of him instantly, but I wasn’t given the time to dwell on that because Gabriel helped me up to a sitting position and pulled my dress down so it was covering me once more.

We had arrived.

We were at Gabriel’s house.

I was going to have sex with Gabriel.

Somehow, the thought intimidated the hell out of me.

Gabriel made a move to open the door when I stopped him with one hand on his arm. He turned to me.

“My panties.”

His smile widened. “Ah, but you won’t need them. And if I have my way, you won’t ever wear panties, period.”

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