Abel's Obsession

by Lynn Burke

  Dani chuckled against my chest, and I pulled back, grasping her upper arms to look her full in the face. “Tell me you’re okay, please. Gott, if I hurt you—”

  “I’m fine.” She smiled. “Really. The tears are just from a natural gag reflex. I loved every second. Every thrust as you lost control.”

  A smear of my semen lay on the corner of her mouth, and the sight of it sent me to the darker of my fantasies. I wiped the cum off her with my thumb and stared at it.

  “What?” she asked.

  “N-nothing.” I continued to stare at the smear of white, my ears ringing.

  “No reservations, remember, Abel? Tell me what you’re thinking.”

  “Do you know how many times…” My Adam’s apple bobbed as I tried to swallow the dryness from my throat, but seeing all that had happened in the previous twenty or so minutes, I felt complete honesty was necessary. “Do you know how many times I fantasized about fucking your mouth and making you lick me clean?” I lifted my gaze to find heat in her green eyes.

  “So make me lick you clean,” she whispered.

  I pressed my thumb against her lips, and she allowed me entry, her tongue doing as I asked. She bit the tip of my thumb, and I yanked her against my body, my cock beginning to stir again.

  “You like the pain, don’t you?” she asked, the sight of her flushed cheeks and smeared mascara bringing me to full hardness again.

  “Yes.”

  “You also want control.”

  Dani didn’t voice it as a question, but I nodded.

  “What else have you fantasized about, Abel Beiler?”

  “If I told you, you’d kick me out the door, trousers around my ankles.”

  “Try me.”

  I opened my mouth and shut it again.

  “Complete freedom, remember? Spill. Tell me your secrets.”

  “The day I first saw you, I also saw my first dirty magazine.” My face heated.

  She smirked. “Do tell.”

  “There was a woman tied spread eagle to a bed with lashings across her thighs. A man in leather stood at her side with some sort of whip in his hand.”

  She did that tip of her tongue to the top lip again. “You want to dominate me.”

  “I’ve dreamed of little else since seeing those images.”

  “You are one hot fucking man.” Her sultry voice was like a shot of adrenaline to my cock. “Tell me you want to fulfill those fantasies with me.”

  “More than anything.”

  “Yes, please.” With a laugh, she leaned up to brush her lips across mine. “But, next time.” She knelt and began unlacing one of my boots. “Tonight, we’re going to pop your cherry and show you everything you’ve been missing.”

  “Pop my what?”

  Laughing, she tugged off the first boot. “It means you’re going to lose your virginity.”

  Chapter Ten

  Dani held my hand and led me up the stairs to her bedroom. She spun to face me, all trace of laughter gone from her face. “How do you want me?”

  I took a moment to savor the sight of her—red curls spilling around her creamy white shoulders, flashing green eyes nearly overcome by black pupils. Large, pert breasts, nipples hard and tempting to my teeth. She stood topless, while I wore nothing but my shirt.

  “I know you want to take control, so do it.”

  I glanced up to meet her steady gaze, my cock interested and ready to finally feel what I had been craving for six years.

  “Lay your hands on me,” she purred. “Have your way with me. Freedom, remember? No restrictions. If I want you to slow down or stop, trust me to let you know.”

  My pulse raced, but I found my hands steady as I reached out to run my fingertips down one of her breasts.

  “I can see it in your eyes, Abel. Tell me what you want.”

  What I want … what I’ve always wanted since that day…

  “Take off your clothes and lay down on the side of the bed.”

  One of Dani’s eyebrows raised, but there was no fear in her eyes at my command—only curiosity.

  “I’ll be right back.” I hurried back into the living room for my suspenders. My fingers held surprisingly steady as I unhooked them from my trousers.

  When I returned, I found Dani had obeyed. I stalked across the bedroom, my focus on the red curls between her thighs. “Slide closer.” I didn’t recognize my rasped, low voice. “Legs bent, heels on the edge of the bed.”

  Dani scooted toward me and lifted her legs, her position opening her inmost secrets for me. Pink and glistening plump flesh … and a protruding nub at the top beneath a beautiful red bush.

  Saliva rushed to my mouth as I continued to stare between her legs. “I’m going to tie you up.”

  “I trust you.”

  I ran my hand along the top of her foot, up and over the front of her leg. Pausing to grasp her knee, I spread her wider. She didn’t resist. A droplet of moisture clung to the bottom of her opening, and more than anything I wanted to lick it free, see if she tasted half as gut as the intoxicating scent filling my nose.

  Self-control. Something I felt had slipped through my fingers years ago. Determined to enjoy every second and prolong my first time with Red, I focused on the work ahead of me rather than the need throbbing in every inch of my body.

  I wrapped one of my suspenders around her leg, snuggly attaching her ankle to the back of her thigh. “Is that too tight?”

  “No,” Dani whispered, her attention glued to my face.

  Within a few seconds, I tied the other leg in the same bent angle. “Keep your legs spread, arms overhead.”

  “Mmm.”

  Kneeling before her, I breathed deep and took mental image after image of her pink folds, red curls, and glistening flesh. Mine, I thought, running a blunt, calloused fingertip up through her wet folds.

  Her pussy hole contracted, but I moved upward to her clit, circling as she lifted her hips.

  “Keep still.” I ran my finger back down and pressed into her dark wetness one knuckle at a time, slow and easy. Her muscles clamped down on me, and the thought of her doing that to my cock drained the blood from my head.

  Needing to finally have a taste, I leaned in and traced the plump flesh around my finger with my tongue, her tangy musk coating my lips. I swallowed the wetness I had captured, forever making Dani a part of me. Satisfaction coursed through me, and I licked up to her clit, pressing my finger in as far as it would go.

  “Oh, shit.” Dani groaned, her hips lifting once more.

  I bit down on the hard nub, and she jolted with a sharp inhale.

  “My God.”

  Wrapping one arm around her leg and placing my hand on her stomach, I held her still beneath my exploration—nibbling downward, sucking her labia into my mouth with enough suction to make her whimper.

  I removed my slow thrusting finger and slid it down to rub over her puckered hole. “Has anyone taken you here?”

  “Once,” Dani whispered, trying to raise her hips against my hold.

  “Did you like it?”

  “Yes.”

  Wiping my finger on the sheet, I leaned in and licked from her ass to her clit and back down again. On my second journey upward, I suckled and nibbled until she squirmed in my hold.

  I stood between her spread, trembling thighs. Pink flushed her chest, eyes half-lidded, hair tangled, arms overhead and shaking like her legs…

  “I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in all of my life,” I said, wrapping my hand around my cock. Looking down, I realized my shirt hindered my view. Taking care not to rip my gut shirt, I undid the buttons and pushed it off my shoulders.

  My cock bobbed mere inches away from the mystery I had contemplated and dreamed of for years.

  “Please take me, Abel,” Dani said, her gaze flitting over my upper body. “You’ve proven you’re an oak, but I need you. Now.”

  “W-what about protection?”

  “I’m on the pill and clean as a whistle. Now get your cock
inside of me. Please.”

  Grasping her knees and pressing them wide again, I stepped close, dropping my attention to the distance closing between our bodies.

  I waited for the span of three heartbeats. Waited for the voice I had always begged to hear commanding me to stop, but only Dani’s “please” rang in my ears.

  The head of my cock brushed against her wetness, my own pre-cum adding to the slickness easing my way in as I pressed forward, inch by slow inch, teeth grit to keep from exploding.

  Tight. Hot.

  “Holy … fuck.” I groaned. Nothing at all like my hand, nothing I could ever have imagined—fifty times better.

  Seated deep inside of her, I held still and inhaled a deep breath. I could stay here forever.

  Dani fidgeted beneath me. “Move, Abel. Please.”

  I backed out, relishing every sensation of her body clutching at my cock, flutters attacking my chest, heartbeat thumping in my ears … weakness in my knees. My attention glued to my cock as I withdrew to the tip, our combined arousal coating every inch. I pushed back in faster than the first time.

  “Fuck,” I ground the word out again as Dani clamped hard around me.

  She propped up on her elbows, watching same as I did where our bodies connected. “So fucking hot. God damn, I knew you would feel this amazing inside of me.”

  I pulled out and thrust deep, our combined moans edging me toward losing the self-control I held onto with a loosening grip. Slamming into her over and over again, I lost my focus to the tightness gripping my cock—how perfect she felt—how I wanted to see my cum leaking from her pussy.

  “So tight.” I groaned, words pouring from me unheeded. “So sorry … so wrong, but I need. Need.”

  “Harder.” She gasped and lay back again, arms overhead and grasping at the bed linens. “Fuck. Me. Harder.” Each word flew past her lips with each thrust of my cock.

  My body took over, and I abandoned to my desire, grunting and cursing as my balls slapped against her ass. I gripped her knees tight, my fingers digging into her as she reached between her legs, her finger flicking her clit back and forth.

  “God, Abel. Yes. Oh, yes! I’m coming!”

  Her body clamped around me like a vice and she cried out my name again, her back arching off the bed.

  Too much.

  My orgasm ripped up through my legs, into my spine, and rushed from my balls. I spurted deep inside of her twice and forced myself to pull out, needing to mark her—see my cum on her. Another two spurts shot over her clit and labia as a strangled groan escaped me, tremors ripping through my body.

  Dani’s legs shuddered in my hold as her pussy contracted, dripping my cum from her hole.

  Heaving for breath, I stared.

  This.

  This is living … this is satisfaction.

  Dani’s hand caressed the back of mine, and I realized I still held tight to her knees. Releasing my grip, I noticed the indents on her skin, the slight discoloration. “Shit.” Tugging off the restraints, I kissed both knees. “I’m so sorry.”

  “Hmm.” Eyes closed, a smile on her lips, Dani relaxed into the mattress.

  I found myself smiling while rubbing her ankles and slowing lowering them off the edge of the bed. “I’ll be right back,” I whispered, placing a kiss on the diamond stud in her navel.

  Rummaging beneath the sink in Dani’s bathroom, I found a washcloth and took it back to the bedroom.

  Dani hadn’t moved.

  I took the moment granted to me and memorized the way a rope of cum smeared through the curls between her thighs. “Are you alright?” I asked, gently wiping my mark off of her body.

  “I’m fan-fucking-tastic. God.”

  Although I grinned, I studied her knees. “I hurt you.”

  “I liked it.” She opened her eyes, and the depth in the bright green clenched something in my chest. I struggled to breathe. “Drop that washcloth and get in here,” she said, scooting to right herself long-ways on the bed.

  A quick wipe up of my cock and I lay on my back beside her, hands on my chest, peering at the ceiling.

  Dani propped up on her elbow. “Was it anything like you expected?”

  “Demolished every fantasy of seeing you that way.” I turned my head and smiled, lifting a hand to brush back her hair. “That was the most spectacular moment of my life.”

  Her eyes twinkled. “Virgins aren’t supposed to have that kind of self-control.”

  “Gut thing you gave me a blowjob before we came in here.”

  We both laughed, the absolute freedom of that moment flooding me with a desire for more.

  “Was it gut for you?” I asked, sudden shyness flitting into my brain.

  “Are you shitting me?” Dani laughed, erasing my doubts. “You’re a natural with that big cock. I can’t wait to see what you’ve got cooking in that brain of yours. I have a feeling you just might rock the foundation of my world.”

  I grimaced even though a laugh huffed from my chest. “Too much pressure.”

  “Oh, please.” She leaned over and scraped her teeth across my nipple.

  “Gut Gott.” I grabbed hold of her hair.

  “Like that too, do you?” She chuckled and bit harder.

  “Ach jah.” Hardening for another round, I flipped her over onto her belly, ready to live another fantasy. She squealed with laughter, trying to wiggle from my thighs gripping hers together. “Stay still.”

  “Or what?” She shot over her shoulder, eyes flashing at me.

  “Or this.” I swatted her ass cheek.

  She let out a yelp, but wiggled again.

  I swatted her other ass cheek. Red prints rose on her pale skin, and something inside of my mind woke—or snapped into place.

  So right.

  Two more quick slaps to the tops of her thighs, and still Red tried to escape me. Her moans weren’t ones of pain, but arousal. I slid my hand between her thighs to find her pussy dripping.

  “Mmm. I thought so.” I pressed two fingers deep inside of her, leaning up over her back to bite her earlobe. “You like the pain as much as I do.”

  Lips parted and panting, she moaned. “More.”

  “Tell me if it’s too much,” I whispered, thrusting my fingers into her wetness and sitting back up to spank her some more. I lost count after six, her gasps, groans, and moans like tinder to the flames in my head.

  “Please, Abel. Fuck me. Please.”

  I lay across her back, pinning her to the mattress. One hand holding hers overhead, the other tangling in her hair, I moved a knee between her legs. She opened, and I found her soaked folds with the throbbing tip of my cock. With one thrust, I seated deep.

  Already on fire, I gave over to my desire and slammed into her tightness repeatedly, ripping a grunt from her with each thrust. “I want you to come again for me, Red. I need to feel you tug on me, pull me deeper into you.”

  She shuddered beneath me, and with a long moan, spasmed in my hold, her pussy squeezing me exactly like I needed to take me over the edge.

  “Ach. Fuck.” I emptied deep inside of her, allowing her contracting muscles to milk me of every last drop.

  My forehead dropped to the mattress beside her arms as one last shudder rippled down through me. So much for shooting off all over her back and making her lick me clean.

  Dani’s light laughter rumbled her beneath my chest. “What the hell happened to my stoic, reserved farmer friend?”

  “Sorry.”

  “No, no, no. Don’t you dare! I thought you were hot before, but it appears as though your awesomness knows no bounds. You’re a fucking stallion. What the hell do you eat?”

  A chuckle rose up past my lips and I kissed her hands that still clasped mine overhead. “It’s you, Dani. You alone made me this way … feeding my every fantasy, every dream.” I exhaled a long sigh as contentment rushed over me.

  “Abel?”

  “Hmm?”

  “You’re kind of heavy.”

  “Oh, shit.” Grabbin
g hold of her hip to keep us connected, I rolled onto my side, bringing her along with me. “Sorry.”

  She snuggled back against me, pulling my arm around her and entwining our hands. “Mmm.”

  “Did I hurt you?” I asked, hating that my cock softened and would soon slip from her body.

  “No. You were incredible. Fucking stallion, remember?” She let out another soft chuckle and rolled to face me as my cock slipped free. Sleepy green eyes peered into mine. “Who’s Red?”

  I smiled and smoothed back her hair, twirling the ringlet above her ear around my finger. “That’s what I called you from the time I first saw you until I learned your real name.”

  She returned my smile. “So why do you only call me that when we’re fucking?”

  Heat spread across my cheeks. “Because the whole time I didn’t know you, all I thought about was fucking you.”

  “Oh.” She traced my lips with a fingertip. “I think I like that.” A flick of her tongue against my lips and we pressed closer, sharing breath as our tongues slid together and apart again.

  I wanted to stay. I wanted to fuck Dani again—and again—but exhaustion weighed my body into her bed and tugged on my eyelids within seconds of our languid kiss finally ending. “I need to go.”

  Dani sighed, but neither of us made a move to get up. Our breath mingled as we stared into each other’s eyes in silence.

  Surely, I dreamed another fantasy and would wake to a mess in my underwear.

  She leaned in and pressed her lips against mine again. “Thank you.”

  “For what?”

  “For showing me the real Abel Beiler, the one my thoughts have lingered on for the past six years.”

  “Thank you.”

  “For?”

  “Popping my cherry.”

  “I’m so glad I did,” Dani said as we laughed.

  “Me, too, Red. Now, stay here while I rinse out that washcloth.”

  “You don’t have to do that,” she said, starting to sit up as I rolled off the bed. “Owe.”

  Her wince should have made me feel guilty for reddening her ass, but all I felt was satisfaction. Powerful. I placed my hand on her shoulder and pushed her back down onto her belly. “Let me take care of you before I leave.”