Captive Bride: A Dark Obsession Romance

by Dark Angel

  Thrusting his hips into my face, he wiggles and grinds, bringing himself closer to the edge. But I’m not letting him get off just yet.

  Not until I suck even tighter and moan all over his cock so it vibrates over his skin.

  Jake’s cock is ready to burst. The explosion of his intense orgasm shakes throughout his body, and his cock pulses in my mouth as it fills up with his sticky, hot cum. His cum shoots down my throat, filling up my mouth and spilling down my cheeks; there’s just so much cum that I can’t swallow it all, even when I suck as hard and tight as I do right now, as if my life depends on it.

  Jake’s cum feels so good as it drips through my fingers, sliding down my hand and making my wrist slick with his glorious nectar. I pull his cock completely free of the grip that my mouth has on it and aim it toward my breasts. I peek up through my lashes and see Jake looking down at me, following the flow of his cum as it covers my breasts and shoots down to coat my stomach.

  I put on a show for Jake, taking his head and shaking it over my open mouth as his endless cum spurts all over my face. I release his shaft from my fingers and slowly sit up, cum dripping from my chin and landing on my already sticky breasts. I pull my legs up to meet my chest on the table top. Jake stands in front of me, his dripping cock hanging, trying to catch his breath. His gaze meets mine as I lift my leg up over my head to expose my glistening pussy. Sitting there with my eyes locked on him, I twist my clit in between my fingers. Jake sits back on the sofa where he was before we made our way to the table.

  I love that he’s watching me...while everyone else is, too. I bite my lip and run my hand over my pussy, then return my fingers to my clit.

  Twisting my clit makes me even wetter, and I can feel the juices slide down my ass. Jake follows it with a lustful flicker in his eyes. My fingers slowly dance across my clit as I slide my fingers deep into my pussy. I throw my head back as my fingers follow the path that Jake’s cock took, and I let them drift before pulling them back so he can see the tips of my fingers caressing just inside my pussy. I let out a moan, and my body shakes. I thrust my fingers deeper inside my pussy, and Jake watches as my wet fingers pump in and out of me.

  He comes toward me and puts his hands on my hips, sending a shiver through my body.

  “I need to touch you again. Taste you. I can’t just watch any longer,” Jake growls.

  I jerk my head forward to see him looking up at me as he takes the tip of his tongue and runs it around my clit. He covers his fingers with mine as he slowly pulls them out of my pussy and replaces them with his tongue. Jake buries his face deep in my pussy, sliding his hand under my ass, and grips it tightly.

  My back is pinned up, pulled with the force of the pleasure his mouth on my pussy draws through me.

  I wiggle my hips as Jake’s mouth and tongue are all over my pussy, drawing every last drop of ecstasy through my body to the point where I almost forget my own name; it feels that good. Jake’s tongue destroys my sanity and my hands squeeze my breasts, desperate to release some of the intense erotic pressure building within me.

  The ecstasy rising within me needs to be released. My head falls back, and my pussy gushes my release, and Jake’s tongue laps up every drop, and my legs wrap around him tighter, drawing him closer in to grip as my orgasm pulls me under. I cry out strangled moans, desperate to release the bliss that’s erupting from my body.

  Jake takes my legs and crosses them at my ankles, raising them high above my head. He grips his cock and presses it against my still-slick folds. Our eyes connect, and in that moment, we both inhale as he slams his cock into me. I hear a few exclamations from the audience, and I think they almost appreciate this move as much as I do. The fullness of him claiming me again and at this deep angle is so incredible, I think for a second that I might pass out from arousal, but I wouldn’t want to disappoint.

  Jake's eyes burn, capturing my gaze as he slides a finger into my ass. Fucking me from this angle, his cock is hitting pleasurable spots I didn't know I had, and we’ve explored plenty of pleasurable spots in my body, so I’m game to discover more.

  Jake pumps a finger, and then another, into my ass while he fills my pussy completely with his 12-inch cock. The force of my orgasm sends shockwaves all through my body that make me arch my back hard and suddenly. While my orgasm is taking over me, Jake pulls his cock slowly out of my still dripping, fluttering pussy. He lowers my legs and walks up to stand beside my face, “oohs” and “ahhs” coming from the crowd.

  I lick my lips and look up at his cock covered in my cum, and I open my mouth wide to swallow every drop of Jake's next orgasm that shoots his cum onto my tongue. He strokes his massive cock to spray out his load, first on my tits and then along my stomach, before he finally comes up and allows me to swallow some on my tongue.

  I moan and rub all that cum all over me, and when I catch some on my tongue, I resist the urge to swallow it like I want to so that I can taste him. Leaving my mouth open so Jake and the rest of the audience can watch the show I put on, I swirl the cum around in my mouth.

  As Jake lowers his cock toward my mouth, I follow his eyes as he looks at the cum that’s dripping down my lips and chin. Jake uses his fingers to scoop it up and draw his cum onto my tongue, not wanting a drop of our lust to go to waste, either. I suck in his cock, tasting his cum again and feeling him shiver at my touch.

  Jake thrusts deep into my mouth, the urge taking over him and I’m more than happy to be the vessel for his arousal. He slams into me, fucking my face hard, and I swallow around him as much as I can, driven crazier in my own lust when I hear his reaction to my suction.

  I moan as the feeling of his cock diving into my throat makes me lose myself in total bliss, and then he drives me higher. His fingers drag over my clit and my whole body contorts with pleasure pulling me under.

  Jake brings my breasts to his mouth and I cry out, realizing that he’s sucking cum off my nipples while his tongue traces the curve of my tits.

  His cock pops free of my mouth and he pulls me up to him, his mouth crashing over mine. We kiss with our cum and our lust lapping over both of our tongues. They’re actually cheering in the audience for us as we kiss, and I even hear a few “awwws,” and that makes me smile enough to break our kiss.

  “You know, that’s what happens when you have an audience. Participation,” Jake says with a grin. A dark look goes over his face, and I realize that he didn’t mean to bring up the show. I mean, of course he didn’t because he doesn’t want to take what was a perfect sexual experience and turn it into what could be an argument. But he’s not.

  “You know I love having an audience,” I say, not rising to the bait of the situation at hand and making sure that Jake knows that I don’t care about any of that right now. “I love when people see what a wild slut I turn into when your cock is involved,” I say with a giggle.

  “Oh, is that so?” Jake says. I see the relief wash over his face, quickly replaced by lust.

  “Yes,” I say, narrowing my eyes. “In fact, I can’t control what I’ll do. My thoughts will just evaporate and I’ll act purely on instinct.” I run my fingers across his chest, dipping lower until my hand is over his cock.

  “What else might you do...in front of all these people in a glass VIP room in a burlesque club?” Jake says with mock scorn and fear. His voice sounds so ridiculous that I can’t help but bust out laughing.

  “I don’t know, Jacob, I could do anything,” I say, dropping to my knees. “I can’t control my body,” I say, spinning around and looking at him over my shoulder. I push my ass up in the air. “I mean my holes just want you in them, even if everyone might see.”

  “Especially,” Jake says, ramming his cock into my pussy, “if everyone sees. You like being all mine in front of everyone else,” Jake adds.

  “You know me...and my body...so well,” I say with a moan. His cock is sliding into my pussy and touching every place he’s fucked before and making it deliciously raw with need all over again. I push bac
k against him as hard as I can, with enough force that I would have knocked him over if not for the fact that he is slamming just as hard into me. I watch his face, and his cock, as he slams into me. My pussy clamps around him, milking his cock because I both know we’re so close to coming right now…but we’re just on the edge of bliss.

  What if we didn’t fall in just yet? What if we kept fucking like this and didn’t give in yet? I mean, after as many orgasms as I’ve had, you’d think that the waiting would be easier, but holding back on the brink of my orgasm for a few seconds already has me going almost crazy. I feel his balls load up against my ass and I know that I am going to erupt soon, especially if he is going to.

  “Fuck, baby, I want to come all over your sexy ass,” Jake groans.

  “Do it, please, come on my ass. Cover my ass in your cum,” I moan, and now I can’t think of anything else.

  You wouldn’t be able to either if you felt 12 inches of lust muscle rammed up your pussy that’s ready to explode and cover you in a white hot sheet of cum. Are you thinking about what it would feel like dripping down your ass, because that’s what I’m thinking about. I’m wiggling my ass right now.

  “Pleaaaaase,” I cry out. I’m begging; I’m shameless. I start squeezing my tits and pushing my ass out against him.

  I feel his cock slide out of me. I hear him groan and I know that it’s coming, but when I feel the hot jets of his cum spraying all over my ass, I can’t believe how hot it feels. My fingers find my clit instantly and I stroke fast circles and I come, hard, while he coats me in his sticky cum. We both cry out, the crescendo of an incredible night meeting a very sticky, wet ending as we come so hard I think I might black out and I feel Jake fall against me, his teeth grazing my shoulder before he kisses me.

  “Fuck, that was amazing,” I tell Jake.

  “Yeah, girl!” I hear someone in the crowd say and there’s some applause.

  “I think the club needs to tip us or something,” Jake says, laughing. He grabs my clothes and then his own, and we start to get dressed. I know we’re both covered in sweat and cum, but this is a walk of shame that I don’t mind at all…this is my idea of a “walk of shame” if ever that was a thing.

  Despite Jake’s joke, he leaves a fantastic tip and then we head out of the club.

  And I walk out of that club with a special strut in my step. This was a hell of a night…and I don’t think I’ll ever think of ‘dancing’ the same way ever again.

  21

  Layla

  When the limo comes to a stop in front of my building, I say what I wanted to the first night Jake brought me home.

  “Do you want to spend the night?”

  He doesn’t hesitate.

  “Yes.”

  A giddy smile spreads across my face as we climb from the limo and he tells his driver he’s no longer needed. We make our way to the elevator, and as soon as the doors slide shut, our hands are all over each other like a couple of horny teenagers. Like we didn’t just fuck our brains out at the club. Like we can’t get enough of each other.

  And it’s true, at least for me. I can’t get enough of Jake Kent.

  There’s no question for me now. I have genuine feelings for him. I can’t deny it. He’s absolutely everything I’ve ever wanted in a man. More, really, because I never imagined I’d be with someone who could meet every sexual need that I didn’t even know I had in the first place.

  He’s my equal in so many ways. And he’s actually a good guy. I know this now. My first impressions of him were so far off base.

  The only thing I’m not sure of at this point is how he feels about me. There’s a tiny part of me that worries he might be using me to keep his show from being fined. What if I’m being manipulated? I don’t actually believe it, but he hasn’t said how he feels about me. Yeah, that jerk-ass lawyer tossed out that comment about him being in love with me, but Jake never mentioned it. Acted like it was never said.

  By the time the elevator reaches my floor, I’ve managed to get his tie off and most of the buttons of his shirt undone.

  I’ve kicked off my shoes, and am ready to get the fuck out of this dress the minute we’re behind closed doors. Though at this point, who the fuck cares if anyone sees me? It was such a rush to know that anyone could be watching us at the club.

  “How about a shower?” I murmur against Jake’s mouth as he ravages me, pushing me backwards out of the elevator and down the hall toward my door.

  “As long as it’s you, me, and no clothes, I’m in,” he says with a wink, sliding his hand up my thighs and under my dress, ripping my thong right off in one quick yank.

  I laugh in shock and poke him in the chest. “That’s the second pair of panties you’ve ruined.”

  He wraps his arms around me from behind when I turn and unlock my apartment. “Only the second? I must be slacking.” Scraping his teeth along my shoulder, he dangles the ruined lace in front of my face. “I like you much better without them.”

  Once inside, the clothes fly off in a rush, neither of us able to wait another minute.

  “How about that shower?”

  I squeal as Jake grips my waist and hauls me up against him. His thick, throbbing cock presses against my belly, and I can feel my pussy ache with need again. Then he drops his hands to my thighs and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his waist, groaning at the feel of his hard body against my wet folds.

  Jake carries me to the bathroom and turns on the water, never letting me go. When we step into the warm jets of water, I sigh in contentment and relax against him.

  “Perfect way to end the night, right?” I say, the hot water making my muscles relax and my body go limp. Suddenly I realize how tired I am.

  Lowering me back to the floor, Jake tilts my head back and watches me with a small smile as he gets my hair wet.

  “Shampoo?”

  I hand it to him silently, then run my hands along the ridges of his abs as he works the shampoo through my hair. My eyes close, and I just enjoy the sensations of his hands in my hair and his hard body under my fingers. I let my hands wander down further, and open my eyes when Jake groans as my fist cups and strokes his perfect cock.

  “Definitely the perfect way to end the night,” he says with a lazy smile.

  We take turns lathering each other up, our hands exploring every inch of the other’s body. We’re not in a rush. Just savoring the moment.

  When we’re all cleaned up and dried off, I grab a silky nightie and slip it over my head, then finger comb my long waves.

  “Here,” I say, digging through a drawer until I find an old pair of men’s pajama pants. “You can wear these if you like.”

  He gives me a dubious look, and I laugh. “They belonged to an ex, but I kept them because they’re super comfy. Great for lazy days lounging in bed.”

  He holds them up, still skeptical. “I don’t think I want to wear another dude’s pants, Layla. That’s kinda fucking weird.

  I laugh again. “Don’t be ridiculous. Just try them.” I cock my head and frown. “Though now that I think about it, they might not fit. That guy wasn’t as big as you.”

  “Damn fucking right, he’s not,” Jake says with a cocky grin. “I’m in a league of my own with this bad boy.”

  I roll my eyes and give an exaggerated sigh. “His height, Jacob. I’m talking about his height. He wasn’t as tall as you.”

  “Uh huh.” He still has that shit-eating grin plastered across his face.

  “You know it’s not always about cock size.”

  He widens his eyes and drops his mouth in a ridiculous show of mock-surprise. “It’s not?”

  Laughing, I grab his hand and pull him to the bed.

  It’s been a long day, and we both seem content with just wrapping ourselves in each other’s arms.

  Jake leans over and gives me a slow, sensual kiss. It’s different than any of his kisses from before. It’s gentle. Soft. Full of...something.

  “Goodnight,” he whispers.

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sp; “Night.” I lie there for a few seconds, then whisper back, “But your cock is much bigger than his.”

  22

  Jake

  “More bacon?” Layla asks as she swings by the table where I’m checking my emails while I eat the breakfast she made me.

  I smile up at her. “That would be amazing. Thank you.”

  She smiles back and tosses a few pieces on my plate, then takes hers over to the dishwasher. On her way back through the room, she drops a kiss on my head, and then disappears into her bedroom.

  This should be fucking weird. I should be freaking out. Running out the door. Trying my best to escape everything about this situation that screams get out while you still can. This is more domestic than anything I’ve ever done in my life. It’s almost like we’re just your average married couple getting up and having coffee together before heading off to work.

  But you wanna know the craziest part? I’m not freaked out at all. It’s actually nice to wake up with someone. Not some random chick that you fucked and didn’t have the sense to make leave the night before. Someone that makes you smile when you open your eyes and find her there next to you. Someone who you want to sit down to coffee with and talk about your plans for the day.

  And for me, that someone is Layla. I could totally get used to this. I’ve gotten used to having her in my life over the past weeks, and I don’t want it to end.

  Just the idea of her time with me concluding once she finishes her investigation has me feeling strange things I’ve never felt before. Nerves. Uncertainty. Something that feels a lot like panic. I don’t even know what’s happened to me. All I know is Layla is the best thing in my life right now and I’m not ready to let her go.

  “What are you thinking about so seriously?” she teases as she sits back down across from me, this time fully dressed for the day. I’m still sitting there in my boxer briefs. No, I didn’t wear her micro-dick ex-boyfriend’s pants to bed, thank you very much. I have to draw the line somewhere.