Page 64 of Abundance of Obsession

I almost burst into tears as his hand finds my pussy.

“Jesus. How is this possible? You’re soaking wet.”

My whole body trembles. His touch is both foreign and familiar.

His fingers slide between my wet lips and deeper. “Please, please…” When he’s finally inside me, I moan with pleasure.

“You’re so tight. Fuck. You’re going to choke me with your pussy the moment I get inside you. You’re unreal. This is unreal.”

His dirty words reach me as if through a fog.

“You’re writhing under my touch, little kitten. I wish you could see yourself.” Eli slides a second finger inside me, and I’m full. All the heat is concentrated in that one spot, even despite my juices.

Once again, one of his hands travels up my body. For a moment, he plays with my breasts, and then he goes beyond that.

“Open your eyes, Raven. I want to see your soul.” When I comply with his demands, I see only his fiery gaze. “And now your lips.”

I part them, and he slides his thumb inside my mouth.

“Suck.” One word is enough, and I do exactly as he says. I suck hard, swirling my tongue around the tip, biting down. I can’t take my eyes off him as he licks his lips. The fingers inside me move slowly and rhythmically.

But it’s still not enough.

And he sees it. He pulls his fingers out of me and places them between his lips. Another moan escapes me because what he’s doing is so intimate, so unbelievable sexy at the same time.

I’d always thought it was nonsense written in romance novels, but watching Eli lick every finger with such precision, savoring it… It’s true. Men who truly enjoy the taste of a woman do exist.

“Holy shit,” he growls, pulling his fingers out of his mouth. “I’m cursed. Nothing will ever be the same again.”

I don’t have time to ask what he means because he finds his way between my thighs. His cock hits my clit right on the spot, and I swear to God all the blood drains from my brain. It hits that one point.

“I’m on the pill,” I say. “Please, Eli—”

“I love it when you beg me. You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”

His cock slides lower and is now at my entrance. I push my hips down, like I could impale myself on him, but Eli pulls away.

“Are you sure? I have a condom.”

“I’m fucking sure.”

The first thrust of his hips makes us both sigh. He curses under his breath, and I’m full. But that’s nothing compared to the next thrust. And the next. As if he’s not only entering my body but also my soul.

“Jesus Christ, Zoe. I’ve never felt like this,” he whispers in my ear and then looks into my eyes. His hips stop moving. “This is the moment. Are you ready?”

I try to breathe slowly, but it's no use. Bracing for the discomfort, I tighten my jaw and offer a nod.

Eli presses his lips against mine but doesn’t kiss me. He stares deeply into my eyes. And suddenly I feel it.

He breaks through the barrier that had been keeping him from entering all the way. And now he’s inside me. Completely.

He knew exactly what he was doing when he pressed our lips together. That way, he stifled my cry, because the pain that comes with it isn’t small. It’s not unbearable either, but the burning sensation brings tears to my eyes.

“Shhh… It’s over now. You’re so brave and so beautiful. I’m proud of you, my little Raven.” As he says this, Eli brushes the hair from my sweaty forehead and strokes me. Next he kisses my eyelids, my cheeks, my nose.

That’s when it hits me: it’s going to be damn hard not to fall in love with him.

“Tell me when the burning subsides and you want to continue.”