Page 99 of King of Obsession

The full moon shines so bright tonight at full completion, just like I feel when he’s inside of me and everything else vanishes.

A gust of wind blows over my heated skin, but it only seems to fuel my fiery need for him, keeping the torch of our passion lit.

His hands grab my ass cheeks, turning me around, and my palms slap against the hood of his car.

Flicking my hair to one side, he digs his fingers into my waist with one hand, ensuring that I can’t escape him. With the other, he slaps my ass cheek hard, making me shiver and scream at the same time while his shaft sits at my entrance. Not knowing when he’s going to put it inside of me and relieve me from this constant ache only he can ease makes me lose my mind.

Another smack follows. The sound of his palm meeting my hot skin reverberates in the air, echoing with his filthy and savage promise of fucking. There’s no mercy for me.

My pussy clenches, craving the fullness—desperate for pleasure. He clicks his tongue, not giving me what I crave. Instead, he shoves two fingers inside, making me an even bigger mess. My body strains with sheer need. I might break apart.

“Please, Enzo, fucking please.”

“Look at you begging for my cock. So hungry to be taken where anyone could see how I turn you into my slut. How bad do you want my cock?”

“Badly.” I’ve lost all sense of decency, not caring about anything but to be fucked.

“Hmm.” A groan rumbles in his throat as he enters me fully, stealing the breath from my lungs. He pulls out, and I look over my shoulder, seeing his cock glistening with my juices before he rims my asshole with his thumb.

I am delirious with want and the tinge of fear only makes me more wanton.

Plucking something out from his inside suit pocket, through the haze of desire, I make out that it’s a package resembling a condom.

“A condom?” I breathe out, not understanding. “We never used one.”

The smirk stretching his sinful mouth is one of full satisfaction.

“You wish it were. It’s lube. Any guess for what?”

A shiver skitters down my spine as he rips the foil with his teeth.

I am so fucked.Strangely, him completely dominating me turns me into an even hornier mess.

He spits and I jolt as it trickles down my ass crack. Gripping the base of his cock, he pours lube over his length. Jerking his cock, the up and down movement entrances me, putting a sexual spell over my body. I can’t think straight.

The rest of the liquid he squirts over his fingers and my asshole, the intent clear.

Scooping my juices, he smears it along with the lube, and he sticks one then two fingers inside.

A full body tremor wracks me, and I suck in a breath. “Enzo…” I trust him not to rip me apart. All the times in the past he prepared me to fuck my ass surely will help too.

“You can and will take me,” he says in a hoarse voice, breaching my asshole with the head of his cock. It’s like a bat trying to enter a freaking lock.

I stiffen for a moment, but he caresses along my back. His touch instantly soothes me.

“Breathe,” he encourages me as he enters me, one thick inch by inch, making me lose my mind.

“Fuck,” I whimper, breathing heavily. I might faint at any moment.

“Oh, you are fucked.”

Sweat beads at my temple as he continues his assault. The fullness and stretch tear me apart. My head lowers and he places soft kisses along my neck. This caring gesture fucks with my head, lulls my body into a fake security while he conquers my asshole and bottoms out.

I cry out his name––subdued, relieved, proud to have taken him.

He grips my chin, turning my face so he can kiss me, and pleasure shadows the discomfort.

“Shh, I am in. All fucking in. You did so well,” he murmurs in my mouth. I am so starved for this side of him that I cry some more––an emotional mess.

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