Obsession (18+) (FINISHED) (2024)

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Riley

Seconds later, he placed me on a swing that dangled from the ceiling, separating our lips as he watched me.

And moments later, he started wrapping my legs to the swing with a rope.

Binding them open as he watched the liquid drip off my pussy and onto the ground.

I saw a smile twitch his lips.

After binding my wrists, he looked up at me. "You ready?"

I nodded, sweat sliding down my temples as I worried if this would hurt.

And he slowly—painfully slowly—slid his cock into my tight hole, and I winced at the slight pain of it, but he only thrusted harder, making me throw my head back in pleasure.

"Shhh..." he cooed, "take it like the good girl you are."

"I'm a good girl?" I whispered, gazing up at him as he held still inside me, clearly trying to get me used to his size.

He looked up at me, eyes glowing in amusement. "Do you want me to prove it to you?"

My eyes glistened with his reflection.

"I can prove it to you," he answered, "but I'll be mean about it."

"How can you prove it to me...?" I asked him.

He smirked. "How fast?"

My eyes glittered.

He smiled wickedly. "This?"

I gasped when he started pumping fast.

"This?"

I whimpered when he thrusted hard, and then pulled out slowly, and then trusted hard again.

I could feel his thrusts all the way to my chest.

"Paris..." I whispered. "I'm not used to this."

"What did I say?" he responded, smiling up at me as I tried to breathe. "What did I say?"

"Take it like a good girl," I responded.

"Are you a good girl?" he asked me.

I nodded numbly, trying to keep my composure.

His eyes darkened with mischief. "Then prove it."

And then he started slowly pushing in and out, and I could feel him watching me.

And he started thrusting.

Then moments later pounding.

I cried out, struggling against my bindings as he pumped in and out of me at an alarming rate.

Paris watched my expression the entire time, and finally, when he was fed up with me having my eyes closed, he demanded, "Look at me. Only me."

I raised my head to meet his gaze, still crying out at how good this felt.

"I can't," I said, struggling against my bindings as his heat started pulsing through me. "Oh, God," I moaned. "You're so hard."

He smiled.

"And big," I added, trying to regain my breath. "And... long. Jesus Christ!" I threw my head back, crying out as he went faster.

"Are you a good girl?" he asked again.

"Yes, sir," I responded.

"I told you to watch me, Riley," he said then. "Are you watching me?"

"I can't..." I told him.

"Look at me," he said, "and I won't be heartless."

I gazed up at him. "Why?"

"I want to see your expression when I do this." He shoved into me, making me gasp as I felt the thrust rattle through me.

Oh, god. This felt so good.

Why wasn't it like this with Ryan?

"There we go," he said, chuckling as he did it again. "Good, huh? Do you like this, Riley?"

I nodded.

He slapped my clit, making me cry out. "Use your words."

"Yes, sir."

He started pounding, making my hands clutch the chains of the swing as I was held helplessly open to him with the bindings.

"Who do you belong to?" he asked me, pounding harder as tears slipped from my eyes.

When I didn't answer, he slapped my clit again, and I cried out.

"Who do you belong to?" he repeated. "Answer, Riley."

I murmured his name, and he slapped my clit again.

"Louder," he demanded.

"You, sir," I told him. "I belong to you, sir."

He smiled. "Good girl."

And he pounded faster, making me start sobbing at how good this felt.

Oh... wait...

I felt it.

My orgasm was cresting.

"You're tightening on me," Paris stated. "Are you close?"

"Yes," I responded, "yes, sir."

He pounded me faster, making me throw my head back.

It was coming.

It was coming!

I cried out, tightening on him while he pounded harder, the orgasm rattling through me like gold as he tensed too.

He came the moment I tightened on him, letting out a feverish roar as I felt him fill me.

He slowly rode the orgasm out, thrusting in and out of me gently as we both caught out breath.

I smiled when he stopped and pressed his forehead to mine. "Again?" I said.

He gave me an amused look. "Fine, but this time you're going in a whole new position."

I nodded without even thinking about it.

I stared up at him when he pressed a kiss to my forehead, his hardened cock still inside me as he pressed his head to mine.

"Riley," he said, "do you love me?"

"I love you times a thousand," I answered, making him smile gently.

He gazed up at me then, untying my bindings. "Round two, you ready?"

I nodded. "Always."