Black Obsidian (Obsidian 1)

I opened my mouth wide and took his length deep into my throat. It was the biggest one I’ve ever taken, and it was so salty and sweet. I loved the way it stretched my mouth, practically unhinging my jaw. The saliva pooled from my cheeks and seeped out of my mouth because I couldn’t contain it all. It poured down my chin and to my neck. The harder he pushed in, the more spit spilled out.

He thrust into my mouth, his eyes on me the entire time. “Just like that.” His other hand moved behind my head, and he continued to thrust into me hard, not an ounce of gentleness within him.

I wrapped my hand around his shaft and pumped him as I moved him into my mouth, growing more turned on the longer I tasted him. His pre-cum leaked into my mouth, and I could feel it across the back of my tongue.

“Touch my balls.”

My fingers moved to his sack, and I massaged the tender area as I sucked his cock into my mouth. I breathed whenever the opportunity presented itself, but he didn’t give me a lot of time. His cock was rammed deep inside me most of the time, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get it all in my throat. He was simply too long, and I was too small. But that didn’t stop him from thrusting and gripping me at the same time.

His harshness should have bothered me, but it was just the opposite. I loved how aggressively he wanted me, how much he needed to relieve the sexual frustration I caused. After the dirty things I said to him, I couldn’t blame him for needing to fuck my mouth like this.

He stared into my eyes the entire time, his thigh tightening with every thrust he made. “Swallow.”

He was about to come. My pussy clenched at that knowledge, and I wanted his seed in my throat and my belly. I’d never been so eager for a man’s cum, but I desperately wanted it now. When there was a quick moment to breathe, I spoke. “Give it to me.”

His hand dug into my scalp, and he released a loud moan he couldn’t contain. “Fuck.” He shoved his cock far inside me, forcing my head into his crotch so he could insert as much of his length as possible. Then he came, squirting his hot seed into the back of my throat and practically making me choke. He gave me so much, dumping ounces as it slid down my throat and into my stomach.

When he was satisfied, he finally pulled his softening cock out of my mouth. He looked at me like he’d never seen me before. Awe and desire were heavy in his stare, and it seemed like he wanted me even more.

He threw me onto the bed and yanked my jeans and panties off until I was bare underneath him. He didn’t waste time examining me or studying my naked pussy for the first time. He shoved his face between my legs and sucked my clit so hard I almost came. The slight stubble from his face rubbed against my inner thighs, and just like I imagined, it felt so goddamn good. My hands dug into his hair, and I pulled his face farther into me, loving the amazing things his mouth was doing. “Calloway…”

He sucked my clit harder into his mouth then drove his tongue deep inside my pussy, tasting all my arousal. It came in a flood, and I was so slick I couldn’t have taken his cock if he tried to shove it inside me.

“I’m gonna come.”

His hands reached up and squeezed my tits through my bra, his mouth still sucking and licking my pussy like he was starving. He ate me out, lapping and enjoying the area like a feast. He circled my clit harder, and with a burst, he pushed me over the edge.

I arched my back across the mattress and pulled his face farther into me. “Yes…yes.” My fingers nearly cut his scalp, and my nipples were sharper than the edge of a knife. I saw the cosmos and the heavens as I fell into the euphoria. It was so good I could barely breathe. I gasped for air, but it was never enough. I was in a moment of pure bliss, not thinking—only feeling.

Calloway pulled his mouth away when I was finished, his lips covered in a film of my arousal. He moved over my body, kissing my stomach and my chest until he rested on top of me, his lips hovering near mine. “You’re a beast.” He kissed me softly on the lips, in direct contrast to the hardness he’d just shown me. “Just like me.”

8

Calloway

She had work in the morning, so she didn’t try to sleep over.