Black Obsession

by C. J. Thomas

  Her mouth was what I wanted. And as long as she gave that to me fully, she could take whatever she needed from me .

  Closing my eyes, pellets of sweat dripped down my back. Rocking my hips, my eyes crossed and my head spun. A second later I felt her finger slid to my anus and begin to massage the tight muscle .

  Heat spun in my spine and I was about to explode. “Fuck,” I growled .

  Kendra pumped harder, sucked faster. “Come, baby,” she moaned around my manhood .

  My eyes opened to find her begging me .

  “Come in my mouth.” She swallowed the entire length of me down like a sword .

  My eyes fluttered closed before rolling to the back of my head .

  Her grip tightened as I yanked at her roots harder. Then she pressed the tip of her finger into my ass and stars began to fly. Every muscle in my body tensed as I held my breath, holding back a split second longer before the inevitable happened. Shooting thick ropes of semen into her mouth, my dick convulsed through an intense orgasm .

  Kendra milked me until I was empty. She swallowed everything with a high chin and shoulders rolled back. Then I stepped away, my erection still raging .

  We shared a glance, knowing that even though I’d just come, this wasn’t close to being over .

  With my finger in the loop of her collar, I told Kendra to crawl .

  “Are you kidding me?” she asked, falling back on her heels .

  Lowering my chin, I murmured, “And you’ll address me as Master .”

  Her brow arched .

  Leaning down, I took her under her chin and tilted her head back to look me square in the eye. Her hot breath blew over my heated cheeks and I held her eyes in my vision, taking a moment to simply appreciate the beauty glimmering inside. “This is what you wanted, wasn’t it? To be my submissive ?”

  She nodded. “Just don’t put me in an uncomfortable position again .”

  Painful memories of the day I took it too far swirled between my ears. “Of course.” My lips brushed against hers. “But you will be bound as I fuck you .”

  Her pulse ticked in her neck when she noticed my cock twitch with readiness. “Okay .”

  Shaking my head, I grinned. “Address me properly. Yes, Master Sir .”

  She swallowed. “Yes, Master Sir .”

  I gave her a gentle tug on the collar. “Good girl. Now crawl .”

  Falling forward, Kendra got on all fours and began crawling close behind me. Fifteen feet later, I held out my hand and lifted her to her feet. She fell into me and I slapped her ass. Her heels lifted off the ground as she giggled .

  I took her hands into mine and inspected her palms. Her hands were soft, feminine, exactly the way I liked them. Then I bent one knee—inspecting the redness from dragging over the floor—before doing the same with the other .

  “I’m all right, Kelly .”

  I gave her a questioning look .

  “Really.” Her eyes sparkled like embers glowing in a fire .

  When I pressed my lips to hers, all I could think about was how Madam wanted me to break her down into complete submission. But I wasn’t doing this for Madam. I was doing this for me—for Kendra. Taking charge so that Kendra knew who she could trust, so she could know who had her back. Because if she didn’t already know it, she would soon. It was me who would take care of her no matter what—no matter what our futures held, and no matter what came our way .

  Her tongue flicked over mine, the heat of her body burning against my chest. Wedging my hand past the elastic of her thong, I quickly found her wetness. “You’re turned on ?”

  “Did you think I wouldn’t be?” Her fingers played at the nape of my neck .

  Chuckling, I continued to slice my finger between her folds—spreading the heat around. “Sometimes I don’t know what to think anymore .”

  “Then let me direct your thoughts.” She hooked her thumbs in the band of her underwear and shimmied out of them .

  Together we stood naked, holding each other, trailing our fingers up and down the other’s spines. Time didn’t matter. Not now. Not when it felt like nothing existed. That was how it felt when I was with her—like the world was a better place. “There is something under the bed I need to get .”

  Curiosity sparkled in her eyes .

  Reluctantly letting her go, I stepped to the side and fell to one knee. The stealth black leather of the wedged pillow was cool to the touch as I set it in the center of my California king .

  Spinning around, I took Kendra into my arms, bending my neck to kiss her at the soft spot behind her ear. Her body trembled as her flesh filled with tiny bumps. “Crawl onto the bed,” I whispered in her ear, “and drape yourself over the wedge so I can take you from behind .”

  She nodded, taking her bottom lip between her teeth, her hands ironing down my sides as she took a step back .

  When she turned away, I grabbed her by the wrist and said, “Is that how you address your Dom ?”

  Her jade green eyes danced over my face, clearly amused. “No, Master Sir .”

  Slapping her ass, she yelped as she fell forward onto the bed .

  My feet moved swiftly across the floor, heading for my closet to collect a pair of cuffs. Twisting around, I froze dead in my pursuit. The sight was incredible. Her amazing figure, the perfectly round shape of her ass, the wide hips that narrowed at the waist to create the hour-glass I was so attracted to. It was mind-blowingly beautiful, and it was all mine .

  Squeezing my cock, I licked my lips and lowered my brow, preparing myself for what I was about to do to her. Agony was still rooted in the base of my spine, and my tightly wound balls were begging to be freed .

  “What’s in your hands?” she asked, her neck craned to look over her shoulder as I returned .

  “Don’t worry about it.” I rolled my neck, getting it to crack .

  “Kelly?!”

  Grinning, I set the cuffs on the edge of the bed, needing to first steal a taste. Her glistening pussy drew me in like a magnet and there was nothing else I could focus on .

  She immediately tightened around my knuckle. Her cavern was tight and perfect, and probably sweet. Pulling my finger free, I licked it like a lollipop to confirm my suspicions—I was right. It was pure sugar .

  “You won’t be able to move once I put these on.” I picked up her left ankle, and strapped the cuff to her leg, attaching it to the corner of my bed. “You remember our safe word ?”

  “Unfortunately, I do .”

  “It is what it is,” I murmured as I bound both her hands .

  “We should change it .”

  Pulling on her right ankle, I quickly bound it, knowing damn well we weren’t going to change our safe word. “Never,” I said as I crawled onto the mattress .

  The bed crumbled beneath my weight as I crept my way between her legs. Spreading her flesh, I lowered my head and pointed my tongue, licking her sweet nectar once more before preparing myself to penetrate her with my steeled rod .

  Her head fell forward into the soft pillow. “Oh, God, Kelly .”

  Flicking my tongue over her swollen nub, she was hot against the taste. It didn’t take long to get her to climax and once I had her there, her limbs thrashed against the ropes and the insides of her thighs shook just before she spilled over .

  Pulling back, I kneeled on one knee, taking my time to feel and massage her fleshy ass. All I could think about was how I knew Kendra was right. “I love your ass .”

  “Mmm … I love how you can be so tender,” she mewed .

  We needed to push Madam out. Madam didn’t deserve to come between us. We couldn’t allow her to dictate what we did, how we did it, and for how long we could be together. It wasn’t any of her business. Kendra was a good fit for me and I didn’t want to lose what we had .

  Winding my hand back, I let it come flying down .

  The sound of my hand spanking her ass filled the air .

  Kendra yelped and groaned into the mattress, face down .
/>   I was so angry. Angry that Mario pleaded down. Frustrated that Timothy Parker was pressing charges. Pissed that Oscar seemed to be winning .

  Lifting my hand above my head again, I let it fly down—this time coming into contact with Kendra much harder than the last .

  She growled and bucked. But with her spread and bound, there was nowhere for her to run .

  The Madam needed to be controlled, needed not only to leave Kendra and me alone, but to be pushed out of all that she was conspiring to do .

  Harder and harder I spanked Kendra until her skin burned like fire .

  Nothing could change my reality .

  But I could certainly try to forget the circumstances I was facing .

  Then, when I could no longer escape the feeling of my life spinning away from me, I positioned myself behind her and plunged straight to her cervix in one powerful thrust .

  Her back arched and her head flew back as she howled into the ceiling .

  Determined to fuck my anger away, I thought about how I might have lost control over everything else in my life, but at least I still had control over Kendra .

  9

  Kendra

  W ith the side of my face buried into the sheets, I lay there half-sedated .

  Kelly’s rough hand smoothed over my sensitive, inflamed skin. The insides of my thighs quivered as I felt Kelly go soft inside me. Then, when he pulled away, he murmured, “God, I needed that .”

  Smiling, I moaned .

  It was the only response I had. With a body still on fire, it hummed in waves of heat like a hot air balloon floating through the sky without knowing its course. In this moment, everything seemed perfect, like nothing could ever go wrong. At least as long as I was with Kelly .

  Opening my eyes, I glanced to my side and watched him fall back on his heels. His hands moved to his knees and his head hung to his chest .

  Furrowing my brow, my heart ached for him. The day he’d promised me was now practically over. For him, it was back to reality and that was what hurt me most .

  “Me, too,” I whispered .

  He barely acknowledged me and I could only guess what was going on inside his head. It was important to me that he was having all his needs met, too. Because, God knew, he deserved it. And even though I didn’t fully understand everything that was coming his way, I wanted to be the one to erase all his pains and struggles that were tearing him apart inside .

  His chest rose and the lines on his face twisted. He looked broken, fragile .

  He didn’t have to look at me. I knew what he was feeling. And with this battle against Timothy Parker, I feared that he, too, realized it could be one battle he might not win .

  Pulling on my hands, I had forgotten I was still bound. But I wanted to reach out and touch him, let him know that I was here for him. No matter what, I would be by his side, help him through the darkness to emerge on the other side with only minor bruises .

  Slowly, he lifted his head and I watched his eyes open .

  My heart beat for him as I relished in my own post-orgasmic bliss, and I could only hope that he was as satisfied as I was .

  “Here,” he dropped his feet to the floor and took one ankle in his hands, “let me free you .”

  My eyes fluttered closed as his fingers fumbled over my skin. As he worked me free, it wasn’t difficult for me to remember what it felt like having his tongue delve into places others only wished they could have explored. And when I thought back to how he took me—with relentless penetration, not stopping until we were both finished—it was incredible to think that he was capable of something so erotic, especially considering the kind of morning he’d had .

  I opened my eyes when he lifted my arm .

  Being bound was like nothing I had experienced before. It opened me up to a kind of dangerous vulnerability that both turned me on and had me scared. But, unlike the first time Kelly tied my hands behind my back and proceeded to shove his sword down my throat, this time he handled our time together like the gentleman he promised me he was .

  Kelly stepped around to the other side and finally removed the last cuff, freeing my left arm .

  Bringing my legs together, I pushed up off the mattress with weak, exerted muscles and quickly rolled onto my back where I winced with mild pain .

  Kelly’s head snapped around when he heard the pain pass over my lips. I could see the concern that he had taken it too far flicker in his eyes like a candle in the night. “Where does it hurt ?”

  His voice was deep, yet soft and caring. “I’m fine,” I said, rubbing my wrists .

  He posted a hand near my shoulder and leaned over me. “Did I take it too far ?”

  “I liked what you did.” My lips curved as I could still feel the sting from his spanks throb across my backside .

  It was the truth, too. I’d been with too many men before him that paid little attention to recognizing the needs that led to my own climax. And that was the reason they’d failed me. Kelly, on the other hand, was a master, my Master, who seemed to never fail me when it came to finding a way to get me to spill over the edge .

  Sliding up next to me, he took his time exploring my body, massaging my flesh with tender strokes .

  First, he circled the dark pigment of each of my nipples before kneading the muscles in my thighs between his large fingers. Exploring my body with gentle touches and even gentler rubs, he soon found his hands near my neck where he immediately stopped to touch the collar I was still wearing .

  I let him admire it for a minute before asking, “What’s with the collar, anyway ?”

  His stoic face didn’t move as he stared at it. Then he lowered his head as if to study it closer. “It holds special significance in our relationship .”

  My breath caught when his eyes flickered up to mine .

  “When you’re wearing this,” his finger tapped against the thick leather collar, “it tells me that you’ve completely submitted, that I’m free—as your Dom—to do what I want .”

  My heart raced inside my chest. Not wanting him to see the fear that caused my muscles to go stiff, I quickly asked, “And if I take it off ?”

  “Then you’re free,” his smile hit his eyes, “to do what you want .”

  And just like that, I could breathe again. I didn’t want to be a caged animal. I didn’t want to lose my independence. I wanted to be his woman and go on this journey of pain and pleasure with him, and that was it .

  As our eyes danced, I soon found his fingers working the collar free. Once the buckle was undone and it was slipped from the back of my head, the air hit my sweaty, humid skin like relief after a storm. A shiver worked its way through my body and it felt good to be able to breathe easily again .

  “Turn on your side .”

  Licking my lips, I swung one leg over my knee as Kelly helped me roll onto my side. From over my shoulder, I watched him inspect my skin .

  His eyes were tender. His muscles hard and slick with sweat. Checking my limbs, I knew what he was doing. He was making sure that he hadn’t left any marks or bruises. But I was sure that he had. At least, on my most tender areas. His hits were aggressive enough to keep me exploding through the orgasm my body had craved .

  But I also liked this affectionate side to him. A side that was rarely seen. The darkness in his grey eyes was gone, replaced by a calmness that filled the air of the room. It was compassionate and sweet and humble. And as the silence swept through the room, we were left to hear only the faint beats of our hearts .

  “I didn’t mean to get so aggressive so soon.” His fingers worked to smooth the dull ache left over from his assault .

  “Kelly, really, I’m fine.” I rolled over to face him. “I like it when you get rough with me .”

  His fingers trailed up and down my body, leaving heated desire in their wake .

  Reaching my hand up, I touched his strong jawline and stroked his face. He was beautiful. A handsome man who had some serious shit coming his way. Not wanting to let our conve
rsation go down that road, I said, “Can I ask you something ?”

  “You can ask me anything.” When his nails grazed over my stomach, it sent a delicious flutter up to my heart. Then he lifted his gaze up to me and added, “But I’ll choose whether or not to answer .”

  Grinning, I responded, “If I strap this collar around your neck, would you be required to answer ?”

  The crinkles around his eyes let me know that he was laughing inside. “That’s not how it works .”

  “Why?” My brows pinched. “You don’t think I have what it takes ?”

  “Being the Dom is my role and it isn’t interchangeable.” He lowered his head and kissed my neck. “Nor is it negotiable .”

  He continued to pepper open-mouthed kisses down my neck and over my collarbone. Cool prickles traveled down my legs and over my toes as his thick lips moved over my sensitive flesh. And somehow, between it all, I was able to mutter, “Do you shave this yourself ?”

  He pulled back and looked down at his cock which was now inside my hand. “Who else ?”

  “I have my very own girl at the spa clean me up .”

  “Ahh …” He nodded. “I see. Then, yes. I do this all myself .”

  Smiling, I said, “I can appreciate a man who takes care of himself .”

  “Bella ,” he locked eyes with me, “I wouldn’t ask you to do something that I wouldn’t do myself.” His somber eyes scurried over my face as I felt his dick thicken in my hand .

  He was such an equalizer. Always playing fair. And I wondered how much of that trait spilled over from his desire to bring justice to the system in which he worked—even when defending clients who were seen as guilty in the eyes of their peers. He had a need to make things right, no matter what. And that was what I liked most about him .

  Reaching behind his skull, I pulled him down to my mouth. When I thought he was about to kiss me and take me again, my phone started ringing .

  “I better get that.” I made a move to retrieve my cell before it went to voicemail but Kelly pinned me down to the mattress. “Kelly ?”