Black Obsidian (Obsidian 1)

My spine tightened at her response, and my hips continued moving. Her tears turned me on because I was a sick son of a bitch. She experienced the right kind of pain, the pain that felt good. I wasn’t whipping her or spanking her, but my cock was causing enough discomfort to make her feel the sensation submissives craved. The pain was noticeable, but it was dull in comparison to the pleasure. My cock was too big for her, and her pussy was too small for me. But our mutual desperation made it possible—and mind-blowing.

I looked down at her and relished the moisture in her eyes. Her cheeks were still flushed pink in desire, and her pussy was soaked. All of those things made her the sexiest thing to ever lie beneath me. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” My cock slid all the way inside, but I pulled out again, just my head remaining within. I slid back inside her, my cock constricted on all sides. It was the most intense pressure I’d ever felt, better than any sex I’d had with any woman. “It hurts.” I grabbed the back of her hair and yanked her head back so I could kiss her neck. I slathered the area with kisses then nipped at her collarbone, possessing her completely. I branded her with my kisses and my cock, wanting the world to know she was only mine to enjoy.

She dragged her nails down my back, making tiny valleys across the surface of my skin. Her hips slowly moved with me, taking my cock with resilience. Her breathing increased, and her moans echoed in the room. The initial pain of my intrusion slowly began to wear off, and she enjoyed the entire fullness of my cock. “I think I’m gonna come…”

I positioned myself on top of her and looked down into her eyes, claiming her with just a look. “No. You are going to come.” I rocked into her harder, quickly giving her more of my cock. Her first time was going to be incredible, and she was going to have a mind-blowing orgasm that made her come back to me for more. “Now come for me.”

“Oh god…” She gripped my shoulders before she arched her back, my cock pounding into her furiously. The sheets beneath her were soaked with her lubrication, and I could smell the heavy scent of sex in the bedroom. My room had never smelled like this. I never wanted the smell to go away. Her hands snaked down to my ass, and she pulled more of my cock within her, wanting me so deep my balls smacked her ass. “Yes…right there.”

Fuck, she was gorgeous.

Her pussy was getting tighter as she prepared to come. She squeezed my dick so hard she practically bruised it.

“Fuck yes.” Her nails almost drew blood as she squeezed my ass. Her head rolled back, and she screamed through the pleasure. Her eyes were wide-open and staring into mine, her mind high in the clouds. “Fuck, you feel so good…”

I wanted to make this last, but that was impossible after her little performance. “I’m gonna come inside you.” I wasn’t going to ask for permission because this pussy was mine now. I owned it just like I owned her. I’d be coming deep inside her every single day whether she wanted me to or not. I passed the realm of obsession and fell into something deeper, stronger. Now, I wanted to possess her completely, make her mine forever.

“Yes…”

I pumped into her roughly, no longer being delicate with her soft pussy. I pounded into her hard and shook the headboard. Her tits bounced up and down as I rocked into her with enough force to break the bed. Within seconds, I reached my threshold and felt the hot goodness deep in my balls. Like a raging fire, flames moved up my shaft until they finally reached my head.

I shoved myself as far as I could go, right at her cervix, and I released. “Jesus Christ.” I growled like a bear and moaned at the same time, dumping myself deep inside her. I gave her so much cum I didn’t think she could contain it all. I spilled more than I ever had in my life, filling her up like a car at the gas pump. I topped her off until my cum started to seep from her entrance and drip down her ass.

Fuck, I was ready again.

Rome ran her hands up my neck until she cupped my cheeks. She gave me an otherworldly look, like I was the focus of her whole universe. I couldn’t decipher the look she gave me, but I knew it was full of satisfaction and joy. There was no regret for the decision she made. She didn’t second-guess her choice to give herself to me. She was happy. And even when the fun was over, she was still happy.