Page 43 of Fatally Obsessed


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“You still with me, babe?”

“Mmm-huh!” she mumbles, and I laugh.

I pay close attention to each calf, rubbing and working the muscles until I kneed higher and tug her skirt up. She cracks an eye open as I lift her leg slightly and work on her thigh, making sure I go as high as I can without touching her pussy. Once she’s loosened up, twitching in anticipation, I move away and sit beside her. She frowns as I take her hand in mine and start working that between my thumbs, pushing and rubbing around the palms down each finger and around the joints. Then I move to the other hand before coming back to the first and sliding up her forearm. I knead, I manipulate her skin, her muscles, every inch of them, and then and only then do I move onto her bicep.

“Do you want me to do your back babe?”

“Yes.”

She groans, and I straddle her and start to undo each button of her blouse before pulling it open. I roll her over and slide it off, popping open her bra and wriggling it off for her. I straddle her again and start with the bottom of her back before shuffling down a little and undoing the button and zip of her skirt so I can get lower. I dig my thumbs in and push. It would be better with oilsand things, but I’ll work with what I have, and that’s the slight sheen of sweat coating her skin as she’s turned on. I can feel her squirming beneath me.

I rub at her back and her shoulders. “Damn, these are tight.”

She groans out, “Rough day.”

“Tell me about it later. Just relax now.” She nods, and I carry on. Once I’ve finished, I climb off her.

“Wait,” she grumbles. “That’s it?”

“I thought you were tired. I was just trying to help you relax.”

“Yeah, and then you did all that, and now I’msoooorelaxed but incredibly horny.”

“What do you need, babe?”

“I need to cum.”

“How?”

She thinks for a minute. “I want it all.”

I chuckle and tug down her skirt. I pull her leg back and bring her foot to my mouth as I suck her big toe into it. I pull off and grip the tights between my teeth and snag a hole. I slip my fingers in and rip them up the back of her legs, and she groans. I go back and lick and suck at her toes, making sure each one gets as much attention as the other. I do the same on the other leg before tugging a cushion under her hips. I pull at the gusset of the tights, and when she feels them ripping, she groans again and smiles. I toss them to the side. I rip away her cheap cotton pants, too, leaving her naked on the bed and aching for what only I can give her.

I massage her cheeks, kneading, spreading and slapping as I go. She groans at every slap, and I smile at the red handprint left there just by me. I rub over hercheeks before I spread them and push my face in, licking at her tight hole and groaning as I feel it pulse against my tongue. She bucks her arse into my face, and I grip her hips, holding her down before sliding my hands to her cheeks and pulling them open so I can push my face in harder, licking as her hole starts to quiver with need against my tongue. I smirk against her as her breathing picks up, and I can feel her arousal seeping out onto my chin. I lick lower, tasting how sweet she is. And I growl. This isn’t about me. I’m still fully clothed, and my dick is trying to force its way through the fabric. I buck against the bottom of the bed for a little friction and grunt as her arse clenches around my tongue.

“I can’t wait any longer. I need you, babe. Please.” She whimpers.

“All good things come to good girls who wait, babe.”

I spear her again, and she groans as I slide my hand up her inner thigh till I’m almost touching her pussy, and she groans when I stop.

“Please.” She whimpers, and I smile against her needy, clenching hole as it flutters against my tongue.

I reach inside my trousers and tug out my dick, groaning against her as I release myself from the confines of my boxers and sigh in relief as I wrap my hand around my hard shaft. I pump a couple of times before I slide up over her body and thrust straight into her needy pussy. She gasps out and bucks against me before groaning. I lay flat on her back as I pump a couple of times before reaching up and wrapping my handaround her throat, tilting her head back hard against my shoulder and gripping tighter.

I lick up the side of her neck and her cheek. I slide my legs to the outside of hers, straddling them, and whisper into her ear, “Close your legs.”

She does, and I groan.

I squeeze her throat tighter. “Tighter,” I grunt, and she clenches them together, and I grunt louder. “Good girl.”

I slide my hand down to her cheek and dig my fingers in hard, pinning her hips down. I lift my upper body, lifting her off the mattress by her throat and squeezing. I pull out and slam back in. I’m not hitting as deep, but fuck, it’s tight, and I bite down on her shoulder as I fuck into her while she gasps and curses. I slow, slip one of my legs between hers and roll her back onto her side, lifting the leg out of the way as I straddle her other thigh. I keep her twisted off the bed at an awkward angle and power deeper into her as she screams out when I bottom out, hitting deeper than before.

“Fuck, that’s it, scream for me.”

She gasps as I grip tighter. Her eyes start to roll, and I grin, easing off a little to give her that rush. I slide my other leg in between hers, rolling her back onto her front and lifting her hips, pushing her head down to the bed so her arse is in the air. I pull out and stare into her pussy and arsehole as they both pulse greedily. I flick her clit hard, and she groans. I take it between my thumb and finger and pinch and rub it before sliding in two fingers and rubbing her inner walls. She’s gasping and writhing as she screams, squirting all over my hand.Grinning, I pull my hand out and slam into her bottoming out, and she screams out again.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking good. Scream for me, good girl. Scream for me so hard.”