Guarding His Obsession

“I’m trying to think if there’s someone else I could have had sex with.”

Instantly I’m off the ground and over his shoulder.

“Jesus, Hulk.”

Before I can get my bearings, I’m flat on a bed with one very angry-looking man looming over me.

6

Drake

I move between her legs and look down at her surprised smile.

“I can’t stand the thought of you with another man. I don’t even want those ideas to cross your mind.” Leaning in, I gently graze my teeth across her neck, feeling her pulse on my tongue. “I’m selfish. I want all of you, even your thoughts.”

“Oh, that feels good. And don’t worry. You’re the only one I came up with when I thought about it.”

I can’t help but smile against her skin. The way she talks makes me feel like I can be completely open and honest with her. Like there’s nothing she wouldn’t want me to tell her, or her to tell me.

“Good.”

I move between her thighs a little more, pressing some of my weight down onto her. My hard cock rubs against her heat, and a shiver runs down my spine.

“Are you going to give me an orgasm now?”

I kiss up her neck and lick the shell of her ear, whispering, “Yes.”

I pull back from her and reach down to unbutton her jeans, slowly pulling them down her hips. When Zoey reaches for her panties, I gently lay my hands on top of hers and look into her eyes. I shake my head slightly, letting her know to stop.

“Let’s keep these on right now, cupcake. I’m only so strong.”

She smiles up at me, her rich brown hair spread out across my pillow, and shrugs her shoulder. “You’re the boss. Just so long as I get my orgasm.”

I close my eyes, thinking about how much I want to sink inside her, but I clench my jaw and keep my restraint. Not yet. Just some petting, and that’s it for now. I’ve got to keep my head on straight, and I know once I get inside her, there won’t be any stopping me.

Once I’ve got her jeans off, I look down and see she’s wearing just a T-shirt with a pair of pink cotton panties. My eyes zone in on her underwear, and I see a small wet spot. It’s either from earlier or from now, but either way I lick my lips, wanting to taste it.

Reaching down to my own jeans, I unbutton the top button and unzip them. Pulling back the flaps, I expose my boxer briefs, straining from the massive erection behind them. I’m so fucking hard that this will probably be over in seconds. The tease from before nearly made me cum all over myself.

I know if I put my mouth on her pussy, I’ll need to fuck her, so instead I lean forward, pressing our bodies together with only our underwear separating us. Our heat connects, and it’s like lightning through my body. Her warm, wet panties brand the hard ridge of my cock.

I hump against her slowly, mimicking how I want to thrust into her. Her moans start to fill the room, and I look up to see her eyes closed and a big smile on her lips. Her arms are up grabbing the headboard as I pretend to fuck her.

Looking down to where I’m moving against her, I see the tip of my cock peek out of the waistband of my boxer briefs on every upstroke. He wants to come out and rub on her, skin to skin, but it’s too risky. If I get my cock out, I’ll want to push into her, even if she still has her panties on. Then I’ll want to move them to the side and have her pussy kiss the tip. Then it won’t be enough. I’ll want all ten inches buried deep in her sweetness, and I need to hold back on that. I need to just do this and make this be enough.

With every thrust up, I feel her pussy dampen her panties further, and her moans get louder. I see the tip of my cock peek out again, and this time a thick drop of cum comes out and lands on her lower belly. I look at the sticky pearl there on her body, and suddenly I see her finger come down to touch it.

I follow her hand as she wipes it up and then brings her finger to her mouth. When she closes her lips around it and then hums in delight as she closes her eyes, I nearly cum all over her belly. The innocent act is so fucking erotic, I can hardly keep my body from shaking.

“That tastes nice. Maybe sometimes you could let me lick you there.”

“Okay,” is all I’m able to grunt out. I thrust hard against her pussy, feeling aggressive in my need for her.

I move my hips a bit lower so that when I thrust up, the tip of my cock bumps against her panty-covered clit. A couple of strokes leave a little white spot there from my cum. Every time my tip bumps her there, she moans louder. I can’t help but try to give her what she wants, so I hold my uncovered tip on her clit and just softly pulse against it.

“More,” she moans, closing her eyes and gripping the headboard.

I know where this will lead. I know what will happen if I give her more of what she’s asking for. But I’m weak when it comes to her, and I give her more.

My fingers are shaky as I gently pull her panties to the side, exposing her bare pussy to me. She’s got only a small amount of hair on her; it looks nearly naked. Her lips are puffy and soaked with need, and her clit is hard and begging for attention.

I press my tip to her clit, warmth and wetness welcoming it. It’s all I can do to keep from clenching my eyes closed from the pleasure. I don’t want to miss a second of it.