Page 164 of My Treasured Obsession

Gabriela got tired of waiting for the dirty, rough fuck I promised.

She took matters into her own hands and started moving while I held still, manacling her throat and fisting her hair.Thiswas why I loved driving her to a tipping point. She turned shameless in her pleasure and I got a front row seat at her ass bouncing in my lap with eagerness, using my cock like a fuck toy and moaning salaciously. “Feed me,bello. Fuck your filthy little plaything.”

My nostrils flared.

God-fucking-dammit.

I gritted my teeth and choked her, cutting off her air supply momentarily as I started pounding into her with merciless strokes. The wet, fleshy smacks of our sexes echoed in the atmosphere. Tears leaked from the corners of Gabriela’s eyes. Her mouth opened on mute cries. Her breasts spilled free of the bustier and quaked with every pump. Her tied hands clenched and unclenched unconsciously, like she was desperate to touch me.

I caught piecemeals of our reflection in my car’s windshield.

The way we fucked under the moonlight was nothing short of animalistic.

I brought my lips to her ear and said harshly, “Open your eyes.”Thrust. “Look at you.”Thrust. “You’re always beautiful, Gabriela.”Thrust. “But most beautiful when you let me pound into you like a fuckdoll.”Thrust. “Fucking stunning, baby.”

She watched, entranced at the sight we created. I licked at the lone tear leaking from the corner of her eye and kissed the apple of her cheek without losing our pace.

“S-so are you,” she returned on a whimper. “The most stunning, Hunt.”

My chest cracked wide open. She wasn’t talking about my physical appearance. Rather my heart, my mind, my soul. It was all hers for the taking.

I belonged to her.

“Fuck, Gabby.” I tugged harder at her hair and her neck arched. I buried my face against it, painting my words against the slender column. “You never have to be jealous when I’m this obsessed with you.”

When I’m this in love with you.

Another sobbing moan slipped out of her when I slapped her clit in time with my thrusting. “G-good. ’Cause I was going to kill Tina tonight.”

I let go of her hair to squeeze her jaw till her mouth popped open and drizzled spit into it. She moaned at the taste. “Crazy little mob princess.”

She kissed me sloppily, meeting me thrust for thrust. “You’re mine.”

“Yours,” I vowed.

The blustery wind spread its fingers through our surroundings and caused the leaves in the forest beside us to rustle loudly, but it didn’t drown the sound of our lovemaking.

I held Gabriela down by the nape of her neck against my car’s hood and slammed even harder into her, sweat trickling into my eyes. My balls slapped against her clit rhythmically. Her pussy fluttered around me. She was nearing her peak. I pressed the button on the butt plug and increased the intensity of the vibrations. She cried out louder. The sensations were incredible and I clenched my teeth, holding back from coming.

Gabriela moaned, overwhelmed and overstimulated. “Moremoremore.”

She was living her best life, tied and pinned down for my use. Smalluhs,ohs,yeses,andHuntersescaped Gabriela. I loved how unabashedly vocal she was in her pleasure as I thrust ruthlessly. “You going to come for me, Gabriela?”

“Yes.” She went to her tippytoes when my cockhead rubbed against her G-spot. “Fuck yes.”

“So soon?” I teased in a gravelly tone.

“Mhm.”

“No.”Thrust. “Not yet.”Thrust. “You don’t come till I say so.”

But did she listen to me?

No.

Gabriela came fast and hard, a girlish scream tearing from her throat.

Her pussy squeezed my cock and I pulled out of her before I could come.