Page 127 of King of Obsession

“You’re killing me… Don’t stop.”

His teeth nip my jaw, completely letting loose that savage side of him.

“I’ll never stop, Calla. This pussy is my heaven, mio angelo. So take my cock like a good girl—my dirty slut who can’t live without being filled up and fucked hard.”

He smashes my breasts into the hard surface as he pillages my pussy with savage thrusts. It’s too much that I start trembling. Sensations tear me apart as I embrace pure madness and sheer bliss. When he bites my neck, I come loud and long enough my throat dries.

Turning me around, he lifts me up by my ass, pressing my back into the wall.

He lowers his head and nibbles on my neck, whispering. “While I love to dirty you up and fuck you as my personal toy who takes me however I like, I want you to know I love you with every beat of my heart, venerate you with every breath I take. While I own your body, you own all of me.”

“I know… I don’t care…” All I care about is this euphoria that holds me in a firm grip. I never want to be free if surrendering brings me an unbound pleasure.

His head lowers as he sucks on one nipple, then moves to the other, flooding me with a blinding lust. Then he drags each hard peak through his teeth, and I can’t take it any longer—too much pleasure yet not enough pain if I am not impaled on his cock.

Gripping his base, I bring his head to my pussy, my body straining to feel him back inside of me. In one push, he fills me to the brim.

“You’re taking my cock better,” he hums appreciatively in the back of his throat.

“You’ve stretched me to take you,” I moan, my nails scratching down his back, high on pleasure.

He bites my bottom lip, sucking gently to ease the sting. “I’ll never tire of feeding this greedy hole my cock again and again until you’ll overflow with my seed, and I get you pregnant.” As he rams back into me, he continues, “But not for a while. I am selfish and want you for myself a while longer. You’ll be my wife first. And only when I’ll be ready to share you will I fill you with our baby.”

Good God, this whole baby talk makes me an even hornier mess.

“I doubt you’ll ever be ready to share me,” I rasp.

“That’s why you have to let me know when you want to carry our child.” The gentleness in his tone undoes me. He gives me all the freedom while locking me in for good. It’s a mosaic of emotions, just like from the beginning.

“Enzo?”

“Yes, amore?”

“More fucking, less talking.”

I know my bratty reply will get me fucked even harder. He doesn’t disappoint as he slaps my ass and thrusts so hard inside of me entire galaxies erupt before my eyes.

And then he pushes me down on my hands and knees. Bringing his cock to my pussy, I fist my hands on the floor, preparing myself for what’s coming.

My head hangs, and he says, “Eyes on me.”

Instantly I obey, looking at him over my shoulder.

“Good girl.”

A tremor rocks me as he caresses down my spine. “You’re doing so well, amore mio. Your pussy takes me so beautifully.”

Then he wraps his hand around my neck, pulling me to him. The movement pushes his cock deeper inside of me. A choked cry coupled with a moan escapes me when my back connects with his chest. His arms wrap around my belly and my head falls back. He doesn’t move, allowing me to get used to the intrusion as he tugs at one nipple with one hand, and with the other he plays with my folds. I am feverish, my body breaking out in goose bumps. I am being torn apart in the best way, overcome by ecstasy.

I seek his mouth to ground me because it’s too much, never enough. I don’t even know. It’s hard to form coherent thoughts when you’re being taken higher and higher, stretched wider and wider.

He propels me further as he fucks me. I slap my hands on the glass stall, erasing the condensations while forming a new one with our heavy breathing and scorching heat.

The other hand snakes lower and he turns us around so I can see us in the mirror. The image is an aphrodisiac. His green eyes sparkle like emeralds as pleasure tightens his features. I look as if I were drugged, unfocused and high on him.

When he reaches my pussy, he gives it a slap that makes me bounce on his cock and whine softly. I see the imprints of his hand on my pussy and my swollen nipples that want his ministrations in the form of his tongue and teeth as he sucks on them.

“More, please,” I moan, and he pulls out, but I don’t remain unfilled for long. I bite into his shoulder as he pusheshimself back inside of me. I fall, embracing the madness. I come so hard that if he wasn’t holding me, I would have fainted.

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