Page 121 of My Sweetest Obsession

“What's wrong?” she whispered.

“Nothing, baby. I want to touch you.” It wasn’t a lie, but seeing the scars that marred her body made me want to go on a rampage and kill every man in my path. But I also wanted to kiss each one to comfort her.

She smirked. “Soon.”

She crawled onto the mattress, prowling toward me while her tits bounced with every movement. My dick hardened, waiting for her to ride me.

“Come sit on my face and let me show you just how much I’ve missed you,” I rasped.

She arched an eyebrow, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. “Remember, this ismygame.”

“I think you might be enjoying this a bit too much,” I teased.

Gigi gently extracted the sex toy from her pussy that I inserted earlier, and it glistened with her juices. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her, captivated by her every move. Her body arched gracefully, every curve a temptation, and she tilted her head back, exposing the graceful line of her neck.

I bit my lip, suppressing a moan. She was driving me batshit crazy, and I was ready to explode. I’d never been this hard, so desperate to be inside someone. she positioned herself aboveme, her eyes holding mine. My breath hitched at the sight of her on top of me.

Leaning in, she captured my lips in a searing kiss, her tongue dancing with mine. I groaned into her mouth, instinctively reaching for her, only to be restricted by the cuffs.

“It’s my turn to make you feel things you’ve never felt before,” she replied, her voice husky.

I smiled like an idiot; those were the exact words I told her when we first made love.

Gigi’s hands roamed over my bare chest, exploring every inch of my body. I arched toward her, craving more of her touch. She teased and tantalized me, her fingers skimming my abdomen, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

“Gigi,” I pleaded. “I fucking need you.”

She smiled, her eyes sparkling with dominance. I loved witnessing that power returning to her. “Don’t tell me what to do,” she purred. With that, she gripped the base of my dick, and I sharply drew in a breath.

“Fuck.” I threw my head back against the pillow.

She slowly rose, her body poised above me with her legs on either side. She lowered her pussy onto my dick in one swift motion.

“Yes!” she moaned.

“Oh, shit!” My breath quickened, and my hips responded to her every move.

With deliberate slowness, Gigi leaned down, trailing kisses along my neck down to my chest. Her hands and mouth explored every inch of my exposed skin, driving me to the brink of ecstasy. I pulled on the cuffs while she kissed me and jumped up and down on my dick.

Fuck, I needed to touch her.

Her movements became more urgent, her breath coming in gasps. I felt her walls tightened around me. I clenched my jaw,fighting my own release, wanting to prolong this moment. She threw her head back and screamed as she reached her climax.

A low groan escaped my lips. I couldn't help but thrust my hips forward, seeking more of her touch.

I trembled as pleasure coursed through me. The sensation was overwhelming, and I felt myself getting closer to the edge.

“Oh, fuck, baby. Yeah, just like that,” I rasped.

But just as I was about to explode, her warm and wet pussy was no longer on my dick. I opened my eyes to see Gigi standing at the foot of the bed, slipping her clothes back on.

“What the hell are you doing? Jump back on my dick.” I struggled against the handcuffs that bound me to the bedposts.

She straightened, a satisfied smile playing on her red lips. “Nope. I don’t think I will.” She winked, adjusting her dress as if to ensure every curve was perfectly in place.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I growled. “You're going to leave me hanging?”

“Yes. I got what I needed.” She came around me and placed a kiss on my lips, and I bit her lower lip. She jabbed her elbow into my side, and I grunted and released her.