Dirty Obsession (Dirty 1)

cock until I’m gagging again, and tears are streaming down my face.

“Relax.”

I do, and he slides in a little bit further. And the look on his face is like nothing I’ve ever seen before. He’s lost all control to me now that I have all of him in my throat. I get braver and start pumping faster with my mouth. I move until he is almost fully out of my mouth and then take him all the way in again, holding his cock there until I can’t take it any longer.

“Fuck, Nina!” Arlo growls.

I take him all the way in again, and I feel the warm, salty liquid pouring down my throat. I stay relaxed so that I don’t choke as Arlo keeps his cock deep in my throat until he has finished spilling inside of me.

“Good girl,” he says as he removes his cock.

I cough a little, but I’m desperate to do it again. I’ve never been so turned on. I’ve never felt so in control or dirty.

I stare down at the clothes that Arlo is still wearing. I want him naked.

One of my hands slips out of his grasp and grabs at his shirt.

He seizes it almost instantly and thrusts it back over my head. “You don’t learn, do you, Nina?”

I grin. “Maybe you need to teach me another lesson.”

“No. I already taught you one lesson for today. It’s not my fault you don’t listen.”

He keeps my hands high over my head as he tightens his grip on my wrists, not letting me disobey him again.

“Spread your legs.”

I do.

I feel his cock move to my entrance that is soaking and begging for him to fuck me.

“I shouldn’t fuck you, Nina. It’s what you want.”

I pout and moan a little as I ache, waiting to see if he is actually going to fuck me or not.

His thumb glides over my clit, making me purr, as he teases me while he decides what he’s going to do.

“You haven’t learned your lesson, have you? You would still risk your life in order to get me to fuck you?”

I nod. “Please,” I whisper.

He shakes his head, and then he plunges inside me.

I exhale a groan I was holding in as he pushes me open wide.

He doesn’t take his time. He moves fast, expertly filling every inch of me while also making me feel incredibly good. I can’t take it. It’s too much and not enough at the same time.

The sex is amazing. My hands are held high above my head as he fucks me on the dirty floor, like the slut that I am.

But I want more.

His head bends down, and he roughly takes my nipple into his mouth, giving me the more that I crave as he fucks me.

I don’t know if it is the fact that I risked my life to have sex with him, the drug, or the anticipation of finally fucking him, but everything that I have becomes lost in him as he fucks me. I’ve never been so into a man before. I’ve never been so fully lost. Never this obsessed.

But, now that I’ve had him, I’m not sure how I can ever not have him again.

“Kiss me,” I whisper.