His Dark Obsession

Chapter 18: Her.

I feel his lips brush over my ear, "The game starts now."

A whimper falls free when he clamps his teeth down on my neck gently, then kisses across my collar bones. Every gentle touch of his lips feel like electric, and I'm craving more with every one.

His hands are gripped around my thighs, they'll definitely be bruised tomorrow, as his kisses travel down my tits and then my stomach until he reaches the waistband of my thong. My legs start to tremble just by feeling his breath so close to my core.

That damn smirk appears on his face, and he looks like a fucking sex God the way he's looking up at me through his thick black lashes.

"Trembling already, little rabbit?" he coos as he slips his fingers into the waistband.

With absolute ease, he lifts me quickly to pull my thong down my ass, then travels soft kisses down my left leg as he slides the fabric down with them. It feels like fucking heaven; it's like he's worshipping me.

He drops the lace on the floor next to the hot tub, then proceeds to kiss back up my leg and stops just before he meets my centre. He eyes it, licking his lips like a hungry beast. Part of me wants to snap my legs shut out of self consciousness, but I know that he'd spread them right back open. 

"Such a beautiful little cunt," he whispers, then plants one soft kiss right above my clit, making my back arch with need, "Tell me what you want, darling."

Goosebumps rise up on my skin, and I can feel my pussy throbbing. I told him I would never beg for him; I'm not sure how much longer that can remain true.

"Y-you," I choke out, barely above a whisper.

He chuckles as he brings his face back up to mine, "Not enough words, little one. Try again," he speaks in a low voice.

I swallow the lump in my throat as his piercing blue orbs trap me in their radar, "I want you. All of you," I manage to voice a little louder than before.

The grin on his face grows, "That's my girl," he growls.

My breath becomes heavy and quick when he starts kissing my tits and swapping between them, his hand squeezing the one he isn't kissing. He stops massaging one to reach behind me, and in a millisecond undoes my bra. How the fuck he did that one handed and without seeing it I'll never know, I can't even do it with two unless I take my arms out the straps first and spin it so I can see.

He slides it down my arms, and as soon as my nipples hit the cold breeze, they stiffen even more than they already were. I see his jaw clench as his eyes devour them, devour me. 

"Fucking perfection," he mutters before softly taking my right nipple into his mouth. My head rolls back and a moan slips free when he starts circling the peak with his tongue. He starts to massage my left nipple with his hand, then switches his mouth onto the left and his hand to the right. 

My clit is aching with need to feel something, to feel him. I start to buck my hips, rubbing my sensitive bud against his abs.

He groans in response, "What's the matter, baby girl?" he coos.

"I need- I need-" I stutter as I don't even know what I'm trying to say. What I want to say is 'please put my clit in your mouth and flick your tongue until I cum' but I can't just say that.

And I can't beg.

I can't.

I might have to.

Ugh.

"Use your words, come on," he speaks against my nipple, then continues to suck it.

"Your tongue," I pant, my head rolling back as I continue to grind against him.