Black Diamond (Obsidian 2)

But Rome was different.

I got her on her back in my bed, her tits firm and perky. Instead of sliding into home plate, I lay on top of her and cherished her with endless kisses. I tasted every inch of her skin, enjoying the hint of vanilla from her lotion. When her nipples were in my mouth, they pebbled into a point, and I sucked them harshly until she winced. I wanted her nipples to ache for the rest of the night and the following morning—so she wouldn’t forget about me. My mouth moved to her ear next, breathing deeply into her canal. “On your knees.”

She dragged her nails down my back, comfortable underneath me with her ankles hooked around my waist. I liked her there too, but I wanted her ass in the air. I wanted to stare at that gorgeous asshole while I fucked her from behind.

When she didn’t move, I breathed into her ear again. “Now.”

She cupped my face and gave me a slow kiss, one full of tongue and desire. She breathed gently into my mouth, her moans audible from the inside out. The kiss was so sexy I forgot about the command I gave her altogether.

She turned over and separated her knees, looking at me over her shoulder with her lips parted. Those green eyes sparkled in the dim lighting of my bedroom, silently begging for my cock to enter her.

I’d never been with a woman who wanted me more.

The fact that she wanted me because of me, not my wealth or looks, just made it better.

I leaned back on the balls of my feet and slipped into her, my head pushing through her tight channel and inching deep inside. She was soaked for me—constantly. I pushed until I was balls deep, stretching her deliciously.

I grabbed her by the back of the neck, my fingers squeezing her hard. I took a deep breath and forced my fingers to relax, knowing I couldn’t be so firm with her yet. I pressed her head to the mattress, her ass sticking up farther in the air.

I planted one foot on the bed then gripped her hips as I thrust into her, fucking her hard. I took her gently earlier because that was the particular mood I was in. But now, my dominance was in control, and I wanted to take her roughly and make her scream.

My hand ached to slap her ass.

In fact, it burned.

I rubbed her cheek as I thrust into her, loving the petite muscles of her back and shoulders. She was slender but defined with strength. Her hair was sprawled out on the sheets with her face pressed to the mattress, her moans sometimes muffled against the bed.

My hand shook as it caressed her cheek. When my control slipped away, I slapped my palm against her ass—mildly. It wasn’t nearly as hard as I wanted to strike her. It was just a test, to see her reaction over something minor.

She moaned a little louder, her reaction to the touch not exactly clear.

I leaned over her, my chest pressed against her back. The sweat from my body rubbed against hers, our hot and writhing bodies working together to heighten the sex. She turned her head over her shoulder, her mouth open and begging for a kiss.

I crushed my mouth against hers and shoved my tongue into her throat, swallowing her moans. My cock buried itself inside her with every thrust, wanting to go deeper. She was always so wet for me, making it possible for me to push so far inside her. I had worried her little pussy would never take my fat cock with ease.

I grabbed her wrists and held them behind her back, owning her more intimately. An image of rope appeared in my mind, and I imagined it tied around her petite wrists, the painful friction rubbing harshly into her skin. I imagined her as my prisoner, with no escape unless I permitted it. It didn’t matter if she had somewhere to be. She would only walk away when I gave her permission.

The thoughts made me so goddamn hard.

I squeezed her wrists tighter then spanked her again, this time, a little harder.

“Calloway…” She let out a scream as she came, exploding on impact. Her back arched as she absorbed the pleasure, the mattress muffling her screams as she writhed underneath me. The orgasm seemed to stretch on forever because it was a full minute before her screams died away.

Now I wanted to release. I gripped her wrists tighter and gave her a few more pumps, finding my threshold almost instantly. I shoved my cock all the way inside her, nearly hitting her cervix as I came with a moan. “Vanilla…” I leaned over her and pressed my lips against the center of her spine, feeling my cock release my load into her channel. Every time I filled her, I felt like a king.