Obsessive (AMBW)

Act XXII

Milan

I looked at this nigga dumbfounded 'cause who the fuck?

"You're going to dry up sitting like that."I rolled my eyes, looking at the blue dildo in my hand.

"Any time soon," he continued, since he wanted to be an asshole, I could be too.

I turned so that my back faced him, I heard the fabric of the chair as he moved, but he stayed still, almost wondering how I would play this.

I pressed the dildo at my center, swallowing as I slid it in slowly.

I let out a moan which he reacted to by cursing under his breath.

I forced it in, arching my back as it made its way inside. I was going faster, grinding against it and letting out moans.

"Turn around." He commanded me, I didn't listen, only widening my legs more. The dildo was full in width, stretching me out so much I'm sure I was fucking gaping.

I cried out, my toes curled. To this, I could hear him get up.

He turned me around, snatching the dildo out my hand and without warning, sticking himself inside.

"How the fuck do you make me jealous with a dildo?" He said in-between grunts, he leaned forward so that his body pressed on mine, he left butterfly kisses down my neck and breasts. I scratched his back, holding on so tight that he grabbed my thighs, lifting me up and fucking me in the air.

Words couldn't explain what I felt, I could hardly let out a noise, tears fell down my face 'cause it felt that good. He kissed me, biting my lip which bled inside my mouth.

He turned me around, twisting me on his dick which felt so good I went limp, I turned to see myself spread in front of a mirror, his member riding in and out of me with ease. I tried to cover my face, it was embarrassing to see myself in the mirror. He grabbed my hands, using his other to hold my legs up as he continued to thrust deeper inside of me.

He hit my spot over and over again, I had lost count of the times I came.

His dick twitched inside of me, his breathing became strangled. He threw me on the bed, thrusting a little more before he pulled out, letting a load out on my stomach.

I came too, I didn't even think I could after that and was so tired I'm sure I fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes, I felt his warm chest which moved up and down as he was breathing.

My clothes were on, and I smelt like him, his men's wash was all over my skin which made me snuggle in deeper.

His hand was on my ass, pulling me closer than I already was and I closed my eyes again, feeling too comfortable to want to even move.

"Gorgeous." I heard him mumble before I fell back into my deep rest.

"- I'll be back when I want to be fucking back." I heard him finish saying, before hanging up.

"Morning, beautiful." I winked at him, and he rolled his eyes, he sat on the bed and put his face into my breasts.

"We should get breakfast together. Talk about what this is." I stroked his head, still feeling sore from the slaps I got.

"As long as it's not McDonald's." He smirked, kissing my forehead before walking out.

Was he always this fine?

The ink on his skin made him seem like a gangster, but he was so sweet.

Once I got out of the room, I saw his black vertical knitted sweater which was tucked into pleated pants. He held a formal jacket in his arms, looking at his phone. I bit my lip, fucking him with my eyes and wondering what position he would-

"You're making me nervous." He said, glancing at me weirdly as he noticed me staring.

"You're just a uh...tall glass of water," I joked, taking his hand as he walked me out.

We went into some place, getting breakfast and stares as we sat down.

I was used to it because of my skin thus far, I assumed he was used to it too because of his good looks, he didn't even raise his head to match the ones looking at him, keeping his eyes on me which was something Lucas could never.

"Order anything you want, nothing is too much and when your ready to talk...or fuc-" He got interrupted by a waiter who's boobs bounced so much I had to figure out which head to look at.

"Good morning." She spoke loudly, her accent showing she obviously didn't know much English.

"She knows Korean. Can we get menus down here? I'll get orange juice." He hadn't stared at the girls breasts once which was a good sign.

"Water for me please."  The lady nodded, which also made her breast jiggle.

She looked down at Dak-Ho, his eyes on his phone instead, she made a face before walking off.

"Can I kill that?" He said half-jokingly under his breath, rolling his eyes as she walked away.

"I kinda wanna cop a feel, is that weird?" He chuckled, pointing a thumb in her direction.

"I wanna pop them." We laughed as we basically sexually assaulted this woman.

She came back with menus and drinks and we looked over them.

I felt his hand reach over for mine, which made me jump, I grabbed his and we looked over the menu together.

"Kimchi?" I nodded quickly. I fucking love kimchi.

We sat and talked and ate and we eventually decided that dating was a good first start.

"I love you, and now I know you love me and I'm tired of wasting time. You've forgiven me for all I did and honestly I want to fuck you under this table right now but.." He said all of this with a smile on his face which made me cry laughing.

"What about Bree?"

"Fuck that bitch." He said it with no hesitation, gagging as he did. I bit my lip again, realizing it was becoming a habit whenever I saw him.

"Let's go home." He muttered, wrapping his hand around my waist as he eyed the waitress with the big tits.

Fuck off, hoe.

This one is mine. ♥️