Obnoxious Oxygen

Chapter Twenty Six

"Oxygen..." My hand clutched fistful of his shirt and my eyes remained shut.

I felt Oxygen's tongue hardened on the waiting spot, I can't help but whimper. I had to pull him up or else I'm done right here and right now. He chuckled, pulling me to his chest by the waist. His lips were on my ear now, nibbling.

"Sarap mo, e..." he breathed.

Fevered palm covered the spot his mouth left, caressing me gently down there. I held his arms like it's a lifeline. "Oxygen... please?"

"Baby wants it now, e" he teased, running his nose down to the crook of my neck. "I love how you smell, I could get drunk off of your scent so easily."

I reckon. Nothing can beat how sexy he smells. I wanted to voice it out, but my brain won't function. I'm all about his fingers eager to sample how good the real thing will be and I couldn't wait to feel it. "G-God..."

"Too bad, baby, I'm not God." A throaty chuckle filled my ears, it's so delicious to hear. "But I sure can take you to heaven though."

Excitement beat inside my chest, biting my bottom lip, I matched his gaze in a hoarse whisper I dared him. "Prove it."

One corner of his lips curved a smirk, oh dear Lord. Could this man ever be less gorgeous? His gaze swung to the table behind me, it was empty except for the plates and utensils we've used that didn't take much space, of course. He turned his eyes back at me. Licking his slightly swollen lips from the torrid kiss we shared.

"Here..."

"Didn't know my baby comes hornier than I imagined." He laughed, picking me up to the table, fondling my bottom. I love it when he do that. "Take off your shirt, baby. I wanna see those tits I've marked."

I did as I was told. I didn't wear any bra, so I my breast that jiggles from my movement instantly caught his attention. He'd been very vocal about how fascinated he is to the softness and roundness of it. I can't believe Oxygen have told me that without sounding like a pervert.

"My babies on my baby." He breathed, pushing me down to lay above the wooden table. He began separating my legs and get in between. "You look so fucking sexy right now..."

Heat and power radiated into me, if he keeps doing that, I might not make it to the real thing. My eyelids heaved when he started rubbing my clit with his thumb, it feels so good I can't put it into words.

"Gabby, one day I'll fuck you in front of a mirror just so you know what a nubile you are..."

I moaned, not able to understand his words. Goodness, all I could think of is how good I'm feeling down there. One more moan and he reached for the back of my knee to pull my leg up, taking my feet to his shoulder. God, it hurts! But I wasn't bothered by it, I'm more in to the tingles it sent down my spine. I'll be damned if I'd say I wasn't enjoying his rough ardent loving. Only Oxygen could send me wild.

"I want to fuck you until I can feel this sweet little pussy clenching around my shaft..." his calloused hand began caressing my thigh, taking my other leg around his waist.

"Now... Oxygen, now. Please?" I cried, I never have imagined myself begging for things like this but I am now! Look what you made me do, Oxygen! "Please..."

"But I still want to play..."

God, I want that, too. Thing is, I can't wait any longer. I want to feel his tongue on my breast down to every inch of me, but I was so needy I can ignore that desire. "All I want is to feel you pulsing inside me..."

I didn't move, I held my breath. I literally froze with my words. I didn't say that. Did I just? Oh my holy heaven, I sounded like a sex-crazed bitch.

"The fuck you want..." he whispered and the next thing I heard was the unzipping of his jeans.