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His Obsession (The Owners #2) Page 13
Author: Sam Crescent

His c**k pushed against her belly. Stephen set her down on the couch. He knelt in front of her and pulled her back. Her ass lay on the edge. Stephen took her legs, opening her wide. Ursula gasped as he ran his fingers through her creamy slit. She was so wet, her pu**y lips red and puffy.

The scent of her arousal permeated the air before him. His mouth watered for a taste of her.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m going to lick this creamy cunt until you’re begging to be f**ked.” He spoke every word clearly. He refused to hide the man he was.

“I never thought you’d talk dirty,” she said.

“There is a lot you don’t know about me.” To emphasise his point Stephen thrust two fingers inside her. She was tight, wet, and hot. Her cries echoed off the wall. He loved the sound she made. Turning his fingers inside her, he stroked the g-spot and watched her squirm against the assault of pleasure.

“Oh my God.”

Stephen couldn’t help but smile. She may have been with another man, but she wasn’t sexually experienced. He knew her responses weren’t expectant. What he was doing to her was new territory to her.

With his other hand, he opened the lips of her sex for him to view. Her cl*t peeked out of its hood. He saw her eyes were closed, and he took full advantage. Stephen licked her cl*t in one smooth swipe of his tongue. Her cries grew louder. Stroking her g-spot, he licked her pu**y feeling every sensation as her cunt squeezed his fingers. Her cream leaked onto his digits.

He wanted to spend the rest of his life tasting Ursula on his tongue. When she began to build to her cl**ax, he thrust his fingers inside her. Her h*ps pushed up to meet him stroke for stroke. Stephen felt her fingers in his hair pulling at the strands. He gazed up at her to see her staring at him.

“I’ve never ... I’m not going to—” She was unable to finish her words. He centred his attention on her swollen nub, thrusting his fingers inside her and watched as she came apart.

The vision of her orgasm would stay with him forever. She was vocal, thrusting up to meet him as he tongued her sweet clit.

He brought her down, kissing her pu**y and teasing her. Only when she was over her peak and settled, he pulled his fingers out of her tight heat and licked off the glorious cream he’d created.

“Wow,” she said.

Stephen sat next to her and was more than content in giving her an orgasm. He ran his hand up and down her smooth thigh. In seconds Ursula pushed him back. She swung a leg over his until she was straddling him once again. She pushed her hair out of the way, her br**sts swinging free in front of them. He cupped her back, pulling her close. Stephen sucked on one of her large ni**les, relishing the way she squirmed on his lap. She crushed her pu**y against his shaft. He felt her arousal on his lap.

“I want you,” she said.

He saw how far gone she was. “Do you know who I am?” he asked. The last thing he wanted was to take her and her not remember it.

“Stephen, you’re my boss, and I want you to f**k me.” She said the words, which sounded more like an order. Gazing up into her eyes, he saw the woman he’d come to care a great deal about. “Please, I’ve wanted you for so long.”

He held onto her h*ps lifting her up enough to grab his c**k in his fist. Stephen ran the tip of his c**k down her slit turning his gaze to where they would be joined. Taking one last look into her eyes, he saw the same passion he felt reflected in her eyes.

Returning his gaze between their legs, he pushed his c**k to her entrance. She moved down on his shaft, the tip of him inside her.

“Wait.”

When he was sure his c**k wouldn’t fall out, he held onto her h*ps with both hands, stared into her eyes, and slammed her down onto his shaft.

She screamed, and he groaned as the tightness of her consumed him. Her pu**y squeezed him, already trying to milk his cum from the tip.

His grip tightened on her hips. He stared down to where she sat on his shaft, then all the way up her body to stare into her eyes. Her eyes were wide open as her lips were slightly parted.

“You’re big,” she said.

Stephen chuckled. It was the news every man wanted to hear.

“You’re tight.”

Moving his grip from her hips, he ran his hands around her back, up and down. He slapped her ass making her yelp when she tried to move.

“Hey.”

He slapped her again.

“I’m in charge. Stay still.” She kept her eyes on him and then moved once again.

He slapped her ass harder this time, causing her to yelp harder. “I wasn’t lying, or do you like having this ass smacked?”

She moved once again, and he slapped her. Soon her yelps turned to moans as he tapped her ass until she sat still. He loved the way she tested him. Her ass must be a nice blushing pink. Knowing she loved her ass being slapped made him harder than hell. Her pu**y was flooded with her cream. He felt it around his cock.

He touched her body. He wanted to learn every inch of her body. The smoothness of her skin was like the most expensive silk he owned. He knew she’d look amazing in the centre of his bed, the black silk surrounding her pale flesh like a glorious outline. He cupped her tits, thumbing her pointed ni**les. Her body was made for long loving. He knew she would be a perfect fit for him no matter where they were. Stephen pushed the thoughts away. This wasn’t about forever. Their time together was about now.

She stayed still, her eyes on him at all times. He liked exploring her body and knowing what turned her on. The noises she made went straight to his cock.

Cupping her cheek with one hand while with the other he sank his fingers into her hair, he pulled her down to kiss him. Her hands lay on his chest, branding him. He felt their moment was more. The connection between them burned brighter than ever before. Ursula was his woman. He felt it within his heart and deep into his soul. He would protect her with his life. She was his woman to possess. No matter what happened, Ursula Mills would be his.

He claimed her with his kiss knowing he would never let her go again. The thoughts concerned him as no woman had ever left him feeling this way. He felt the need to possess her, to hear his name fall from her lips at every moment. Moving his hands away, he cupped her h*ps and lifted her up before slamming her back down.

She cried out. Ursula didn’t speak. The sounds coming out of her lips were moans of pleasure. He pushed up to meet her, and she began moving against him. Her tits bounced above him with the way she rode him. He lifted up, capturing one of her ni**les between his teeth. She cupped his hand pushing closer. The heat burst, taking them both on a wave of pleasure. He took her to the floor before him. Locking her hands above her head, he f**ked her hard. She wrapped her legs around his waist pushing up to meet him.

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