Page 49 of Dark Obsession
"Lay down on your back and bring your head to the edge of the table. Let me know if you get light headed."
I wanted to question everything but decided against it. I turned and laid on my back, scooting to the very edge of the table as he reached for his belt.
"Don't hurt me," I whispered and reached for his zipper as we worked together to get his jeans off. His cock sprung from his pants, and for a minute, I panicked. I'd never taken a man anywhere near his size into my mouth.
"Never. Just let me know if you need a minute. Breathe through your nose and pretend to be my little slut, all right?"
The mention of something so naughty and vile had my pulse ticking along every pleasure point.
"All right. I'll try." I moved closer and leaned my head back a little as he gripped his cock and brushed it by my lips, playing with me. Teasing me.
I reached up and grabbed him, stilling his motions, and rolled my tongue over his thick head. "Stop playing games already."
"Hmmm... so demanding." He pushed at my shoulders a little and lifted one leg to press his knee beside my head. He was hovering above me seconds later, his thick cock driving into my mouth in slow, deep strokes. I moaned around the mouthful and gripped his thighs tightly as my gag reflex played with me. "Through your nose, lover."
Closing my eyes, I concentrated on breathing and enjoyed the flavor of his flesh against my tongue. I jerked up, almost choking myself as he leaned over farther and pressed his mouth to my center, opening me up with the sweet press of his tongue. I'd only let one guy eat me out, and it was a horrible experience.
"So delicious and thick, Jenna. Don't hold back when you come. I won't." He rolled his hips and filled my mouth and into the top of my throat with his thick shaft. I almost patted his legs to tell him it was too much, but he took my mind quickly off what I was doing to what I was feeling.
I lifted my legs and held on tight as the world disappeared and all that mattered was the bad boy above me, drilling into me, lapping at me, promising me so much more than I thought I might be able to handle.
The orgasm hit me out of nowhere and my back bowed as I lifted up off the table.
"Mmmhmmm," he mumbled against my flesh. "Let it go. Let me drink it."
I opened my mouth and cried out as I gave myself over to him fully. He took his time working me through the orgasm and cleaning me up afterward.
He pulled his cock from my mouth and moved back to stand at the edge of the table. "Come a little closer and let's finish this."
I shivered and moved back toward him as he gripped his dick. After letting out a shaky breath, I reached for him and pulled him back into the warmth of my mouth. His groans filled up my kitchen and within minutes, he spilled inside of me, taking his time and letting his hands run all over me as he worked through the orgasm.
"You're not the only one falling in love." He pulled out of me and dropped down to his knees, kissing my lips and face as I panted softly. "Just give me a little bit of time. I need to figure some shit out."
"Don't make it too long, Nate. I don't want to think you've run away from me."
He brushed my hair back. "No fucking way. I'm addicted to you. It just complicates things."
"I don't understand."
He kissed me again, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth.
I groaned and he ran his hand between my breasts as our eyes met.
"You don't need to, baby. Just trust me. I know you don't know me. But trust me. I'm gonna fix everything."
I nodded and pulled him down for another long string of kisses, praying like hell he would stay the night and finish what he started. He wouldn't, but the longing for completion would pull us back together before too long. It had to.
I needed it too fucking bad.
