and it scared the fuck out of me.
“Now you give me five minutes so that my dick can recover. After that, we’ll take a shower.”
“A shower?”
“Yeah. It’ll be easier to clean you up in the shower after I paint your face and tits in my cum.”
Chapter 10
Obsession doesn’t even begin to cover it now.
Damien~
It was Saturday morning, and I had my laptop cracked open working in the suite’s sitting area. I couldn’t sleep and I didn’t want to be tossing and turning in the bed, possibly waking Fiona. But like the certified creeper I was, I made sure I was facing the bed, so I could glance up every now and again and make sure she was still there, proving that last night had, indeed, been real.
I fucked her all night until my dick had nothing left to spit out on or inside her and, even then, I would have gladly eaten her pussy and finger fucked her the rest of the night if I had thought her body could take it. But I had to wake her up the last two final rounds to even get her to participate because her spent body kept passing out on me.
I kind of felt sorry for her. If I was obsessed with her before, it’s nothing compared to the deranged possessiveness I felt now. The high I felt at having my hands on her body, my lips on her skin, and my cock in her sweet mouth and hot, tight cunt was a feeling I would kill to keep experiencing forever.
The site of her in the shower, on her knees, with her lips wrapped around my dick was seared in my brain. Though, I could admit, I’d been a little half-ass shocked that she hadn’t bitten my dick off as soon as I stuck it in her mouth. Lord knows no one would blame her after all the shit I’ve put her through, but she hadn’t.
She swallowed as much of my dick as she could and-this could be just wishful thinking-she came off like she was in love with being on her knees before me. She handled my cock like she’d been sucking me off for years. The finish was a tossup between looking down at her in the shower with my seed covering her face and dripping all over her big ass tits or when, later on the bed, she swallowed every last drop I forced her to take. Luckily, I could alternate the endings for the next six months, but hopefully the rest of my life if everything worked out as planned.
It was another hour before I heard the sheets rustling on the bed. I looked up to see the blankets moving about in waves. The next thing I saw was a very confused but stunning face, underneath a mess of brunette silk, pop up from the bed.
I really have to find a better way to handle everything she makes me feel.
I set my laptop aside and strode over to the bed area. “Good morning, baby.” I leaned over to kiss her when she planted her hand on my chest and stopped me.
“I’ve let you do a lot of things to me in our lifetime of knowing each other, but you are out of your goddamn mind if you think I’m going to let you kiss me while I have morning breath.” She shook her head to emphasize her point. “Not happening.”
I righted myself, but I couldn’t contain my chuckle. “I’ll grant you a reprieve this time because I know you’re still getting used to the idea of…us. But I suggest you learn how to expand your level of comfort around me because, in the future, morning breath, no shower, or even your period is not going to keep me from putting my hands on you, understand?”
She looked so dumbstruck it actually made me smile. “You…you...you can’t…you can’t have…” I smiled wider when she lowered her voice to a whisper. “You can’t touch me during my period.” Her eyes darted around the room like there might be a possibility that someone else may hear her. “It’s messy and I’m pretty sure it’s unsanitary.”
I threw my head back and laughed. It’s not something I did often, but God love this girl. “Maybe, Halloween. But there’s no way I’m going a day without touching you if I don’t have to, let alone a week or however long that fucking thing lasts.”
She blinked up at me. “You’re crazy, you know that?”
“Baby, you have