Page 5 of His Obsession Her Cure

“Yeah, that’s fine,” I said shyly, as I thought about how this was my dream.

To be cuddled up under the man of my dreams watching movies and vibing.

But it felt forced, not like I thought it would feel at all.

Fifteen minutes into the movie there was a knock at the door that I assumed was the food.

He got up and answered the door, signed for our food and brought it inside.

He sat the food down on the coffee table and helped me get situated.

He had ordered a large meat lover's pizza and hot honey lemon pepper wings.

He got me a half and half and grabbed a beer for himself from the mini fridge before he sat down.

We watched the movie and ate in another tense silence.

My nervous energy seemed to be getting the best of me because my appetite was non-existent, so I mostly picked over my food.

When he finished, he cleaned everything up and pulled me back into him while we started another movie called Tucker and Dale vs. Evil.

The more comfortable I acted in his presence the more he pulled me into him. I must have dozed off because I was startled when I felt his hand gliding up my hip, tracing small circles with his fingers. His touch was soft and gentle but unfamiliar, causing my body to tense up more.

“Relax baby. I won’t hurt you.” He said, his voice was huskier than it had been earlier. Fighting the urge to tell him to stop he soothed me with his soft lips on my neck. The small kiss though unexpected instantly heated my core and I felt my juices start to dampen the insides of my thighs.

“Can you trust me, Love?”

“Um, I don’t know you well enough to trust you, Taye." I said honestly.

“You know me, Love. We've known each other for years. I see you, everything you try to hide from everyone else I see the real you, beautiful.” He said, kissing me again, clouding my mind with his nice words.

No one other than my parents had ever called me beautiful and meant it and when he said it, I believed him. So, like a dumb ass I let my guard down.

“You don’t know him bitch. He’s just like the other’s. He’s gonna hurt us. Tell him to stop or we’ll stab him.” She yelled inside my head.

But I didn’t listen for the first time in my life. I felt normal, so instead of taking her advice I tuned her out and just went with it.

“Okay,” I said horny and unsure. “I’ll trust you.

” I whispered like a damn fool. To my defense, he was my cousin's brother. Would he really hurt me? He sat up fast and flipped me onto my back pressing his large body on top of mine and looking into my eyes. Placing his finger under my chin he lifted my face, then placed his lips on mine while running his fingers down my body and setting my skin on fire. His fingers traced my flesh, stopping at my breast teasing me through the shirt I was wearing. My back arched under his touch as his fingers twirled and pitched each of my nipples applying a small amount of pain followed by pleasure, causing them to harden like small pebbles while our tongues tangled. As he rubbed and groped, he grinded his hardness against my clit, making me moan from the friction. Again, I wasn’t a virgin but the feeling he was giving me was about to make my body go off like a rocket.

He pulled away and slowly slid down my body, pushing my shirt up to look at my nakedness.

I squirmed under his gaze, uncomfortable about him seeing me exposed.

“So, beautiful,” he whispered against my skin before leaning down he latched onto my right breast, twirling his tongue around it and biting it softly then repeating the process on the other.

My head was spinning, freeing me of my discomfort from earlier.

The sensation he was causing made my damp thighs even wetter.

He moved lower until he was face to face with my now very wet pussy and spread my legs further apart.

“You are so beautiful. Look how wet you are for me.” He said, mere inches from my pussy.

I was losing my mind thinking he was going to put his lips on me.

I had never had oral sex performed on me or given it.

But I definitely wanted to try it, but unfortunately, I wasn’t going to get it now either because with a quick move he pulled down his briefs and lined his dick up with my slick entrance.

And before I could protest, he slammed into me so deeply that he knocked the wind out of me, snatching away the scream I wanted so desperately to release.

I tensed from his brutal entry, going stiff as a board, but that didn’t seem to stop him.

He continued to pound into me grunting and cursing as he thrust.

“Fuck this pussy is so fucking good. You’re so tight, beautiful.

” He groaned. Tensed from the pain, I did the only thing I could do, which was to lie there and take it.

I had this fine ass man on top of me rearranging my insides, but right now I wanted nothing more than to be watching the movie currently playing on the television.

“Damn, Love.” Taye huffed against my face.

I cried out and whimpered with each thrust, but he still seemed to be enjoying himself despite my clear discomfort.

Disregarding the tears in my eyes, he kept tearing through my inexperienced core.

At this point my pussy was starting to dry up from the pain he was inflicting on it, but he still didn’t stop.

I tried pressing against his stomach with my hands to decrease some of the pressure, but he continued thrusting, nailing me into the sofa.

As he sweated over me, he grabbed my hands and intertwined his fingers with mine pushing them above my head.

“Fuck, I think I love you.” He grunted.

“Is he crazy? Clearly, he is. You see what you got us into. ”

He thrusted deep a few more times before pulling out abruptly and flipping me over. Just when I thought it was over he smacked me on the ass, making my hips buck off the sofa.

“Arch your back, pretty girl.” He said, slapping my ass hard again.

I’m sure I would have a handprint tomorrow, but I obediently did as I was told.

I heard him spit and felt his thick saliva drip down onto my sore entrance before he forcefully plowed back into me with no concern for my comfort.

He just pounded away until his thrusts stuttered and became frantic.

He drilled into me holding my waist so tight it started to hurt.

To my relief he thrust one final time and stilled, burying himself as deep as he could get.

All I could think of outside of the pain is how he never even asked if I was into it or okay with him cumming inside me, not even if I was on birth control.

Luckily, I was on depo because I for damn sure wasn’t ready for a baby.

“See I told you stupid ass not to trust him. Now I got to think of a place to hide this niggas body.”

“Would you shut up? It wasn’t that bad.” I couldn’t let Nyx kill him just because he wasn’t the most thoughtful lover. Maybe he was just excited.

“Fuck, Love. You have some of the best pussy I have ever had.” He breathed out, collapsing on top of me sweaty and satisfied.

“This nigga laid on us all happy, gleeful and shit, when it feels like an elephant just kicked us in the coochie.”

“We're gonna have to work on keeping you wet enough to handle me. But I guess I can get you some lube,” he said, like he didn’t just fuck me like I was just some hole for his nut.

“This nigga really don’t realize that he was the cause of the drought between our legs.”

I could feel his release dripping out of me as I lay there traumatized by what had just transpired. I had fantasized about sex with him a million times, but in my fantasies, he catered to my body, he didn’t only chase his pleasure. Maybe it’s me.

“Bitch it’s not us. It was his overly aggressive ass that damn near started a fire between our legs. I think I smell smoke bitch.”

“Please be quiet.”

“Yeah, okay. Watch and see. Don’t ask for my help when this nigga hurts us. You on your own bitch.”

And with that the buzzing stopped in my head, and it was clear for the first time of my life.

Maybe he was good for me. My thoughts were never just my own, but as much as I wanted to be happy, I felt like I was missing a part of me.

The part that protected and guided me although not always in the sanest way.

“What Love?” He asked, not even noticing that I had spaced out and was talking to the voice that lived in my head.

He seems so happy about this experience. Meanwhile my pussy was burning, and throbbing. I was so uncomfortable I just wanted to lock myself in the bathroom and soak my sore pussy in peace.

Would it feel like this every time?

He didn’t say anything else, just lifted off me, got to his feet and went into the bathroom that he had showered in earlier. I heard water running and assumed he was cleaning up, so I jumped up and went to do the same in the other bathroom, thankful to be alone again.

I sat on the toilet to relieve myself and winced at the burning sensation I felt.

I patted myself as best I could with some tissue and saw streaks of blood on it.

Going to the sink I washed up quickly before dropping the washcloth in the trash and went out to the sitting area to see Taye sitting on the sofa.

He walked over to me and wrapped me in a tight hug.

“You’re mine now, you know that right?” He said, staring at me with a possessive expression that sent an uneasy shiver up my spine. But the feeling of being wanted outweighed all the alarms that were going off in my head.

“Yes,” I said softly with my eyes on the floor.

Scared to not say what he wanted to hear for fear of him deciding I wasn’t worth his time.

I mean I had already had sex with him. It was too late to take things slow now, right?

He tipped my head back with his finger so I could look at him as he spoke.

His eyes were dark and void of any of the warmth they held earlier.

“You’re mine, Love.” He nodded my head and then kissed me hard on the lips.

What the hell was I saying? I didn’t know this man let alone want to be his after what had just happened.

“Call me when you find your way out of da lulu land.”

Sometimes you need to be careful what you ask for because you just might get it. That night was the beginning of a traumatic and scary roller coaster ride, and I was ready to get off.