Page 18 of Adam’s Obsession

“But not good enough. I think you need more. I think theyneed to be pinched.”

“Ah.” She cried out as she complied, imagining it was AdamTrillo tormenting her aching peaks. “Yes!”

“My hand is drifting again, Kat. Drifting down.”

“Oh yes.” She imagined Adam’s palm coasting over her ribs,across her hips and flat belly. She reached below the hem of her teddy and lether imagination run rampant as Adam toyed with the hard nub nesting there dampwith her arousal.

“Tell me how he’s touching you.”

“He’s rubbing my clit. It’s so wet and hard.”

“I bet he’d love to taste it. I bet he’d lick it.” Hepaused, letting her simmer in her own juices. “Flick it.”

She did and cried out at the harsh sensation. “Do you thinkhe wants to put his fingers inside me?” The question, even to her own ears,sounded a little desperate, panted and high-pitched as it was. Then again, shewas desperate. Desperate to hear Adam say yes.

“Oh, sweet Kat. He’d like nothing more.”

She slipped one in. Added another. A guttural groan escapedher lips. Imagining it was Adam filling her up made her buck and writhe. Herorgasm was so close, she could taste it.

But she couldn’t. She shouldn’t come without him.

“It feels so good,” she said on a gasp. “But do you knowwhat would feel even better?”

“What?”

“Your cock. In my mouth.”

She thought she heard a ragged whimper over the VoIP linebut he covered it up with a snarled, “Yes!”

“I’d love to suck on your rod. I’d start at the tip andgently draw it into my mouth, lapping at the slit. I love that little taste ofcum on the end. Then I’d take you deeper and suck, so hard, while pumping youoff with my hand. Would you like that?”

He gasped and groaned. “Yes. Yes.” His voice was hot andhard and hungry.

“Do you want to come? Do you feel the pressure building?”

“Yes. God. Yes.”

She chortled. “Too bad. You have to hold out until I giveyou permission to come. You bad boy.”

“No. Jesus, Kat. I can’t.”

“Oh. But you have to. Hold back as long as you can. I’m notdone playing with you yet.”

“I can’t. I can’t.”

“Do you know what I want to do now?”

“No!” He sounded a little desperate himself. She could hearthe slap of skin against skin as he stroked his cock, and the restless rustleof bed sheets as he fought against the oncoming explosion.

“I want to tease your rosebud.”

“What?” He was panting, thrashing.

She picked up his intensity and increased her pace, rubbingher slit in a frantic frenzy. With her other hand, she plucked at her nipples.They were close. They were both so close. The tension between them waspalpable, as if someone had strung an electric wire from one to the other. Theair fairly sizzled.

“Can you feel me there? Probing your asshole while I suck onyour fat cock? Does it feel good?”

“God. Kat. I’m going to come. I can’t help it. I can’t…”