Black Obsession

by C. J. Thomas

  Leaning forward, I licked my lips and took his hotness between my fingers. Guiding it to my mouth, my lips parted the moment before I circled my tongue over his crown .

  His dark eyes were intense as he watched me carefully, studying each move to make sure that it was done right. There was no room for mistakes now. Kelly was reestablishing his dominance and it had me on fire .

  “Take me deeper,” he said .

  His satin flesh slid over my curled tongue as I unhinged my jaw. Inch by inch I opened wider until the pain in my jaw forced my eyes shut .

  “Deeper, Bella, ” he demanded in his husky voice. “Take all of me .”

  Fighting back the urge to gag, my eyes watered as I hollowed my cheeks and sucked him further down my throat .

  “That’s it. Good girl.” His eyes crinkled with satisfaction. “Now hold it .”

  His hand cupped the back of my skull, nudging me further into place. His rod steeled as the pulse of his vein ticked against my tongue. I counted off the seconds from when I’d inhaled my last breath. My lungs burned with the need for air. But Kelly refused to let go. My eyes fluttered open, and when I glanced up he was still glaring down at me, watching me struggle to keep still .

  “Can you feel that?” He angled his head to the side. “Feel how hard I am for you?” His hand pushed my head deeper over him and tears pooled in the corners of my eyes. “What you feel is the strength, the courage, and the guts I have to survive. No matter what anybody says to you, I’m the one who will prevail. They don’t have what I have. No one does. And remember,” he paused as I lifted my hand to his abs, trying to push him off of me, “I’m always in control .”

  Black spots flashed across my vision and the moment I thought I was going to pass out he finally released my head, letting me go .

  Gasping for air, I fell back onto the bed. Staring up at the ceiling, I blinked the life back into my body and wiped away the tears as I felt the bed crumble under Kelly’s weight. He moved next to me on all fours before collapsing by my side. Lying on his back, he said, “Now sit on my face .”

  Rolling my neck, I glanced at him to make sure I knew what it was he was asking me to do. With my hand over my heart, I felt it flutter inside my chest. There was a knowing look on his face and I knew he was serious. Pushing myself up on my hands, I flipped one leg over him and straddled his waist .

  Kelly’s seductive eyes raked over me before he took each of my breasts inside his hands. While he kneaded the soft flesh, I shimmied up his body one agonizing inch at a time. He pinched my nipples hard enough to get me to wince, but it only made me wetter. And soon I felt my sex graze over his chin stubble. Kelly dug his fingers into the soft flesh of my ass, positioning my cleft over his mouth .

  Threading my hand through my hair I mewed at the electric feelings shocking my system alive with the way Kelly fucked me with his tongue. He was a master and had mad skill. The way he circled my clit, sliced my folds, and lapped at my insides soon had me writhing on his face, forgetting where I was and what he’d just done to me .

  I hated him for what he was doing to me. There was nothing I could do to stop it. He was in control. No matter how much I wanted to sometimes deny it, he had me wrapped around his finger and I would do anything for him .

  The feeling of orgasm was boiling up inside me and soon he would have me exploding into his mouth, proving once again just how easy I was .

  I rocked my hips harder over his face and he shoved his tongue deeper into my sex. And finally, when the fire spread, I gave up my attempt to hold back. It was impossible. Kelly wouldn’t give up until he won. That was just the kind of man he was .

  Falling forward, I gripped the headboard and grinded my hips against his lips. I grunted and whimpered, clenching my teeth to make sure this was better than the last. A second later, my brows pinched and I held my breath before everything gave. Screaming into the ceiling, my body convulsed over Kelly .

  He laughed between my legs, continuing to lick up my juices .

  And when the sensation got to be too much, I rolled off of him and collapsed to the bed, breathless .

  Turning his head, he had a wide proud grin reaching to his ears .

  “I know,” I murmured, still winded .

  “You know what?” He smiled .

  Covering my face with my hand I shook my head, ashamed to admit it. “You were right .”

  “Right about what?” His words were filled with amusement and a part of me resented how much he was enjoying tormenting me .

  “I’m easy.” I buried my reddened face inside my hands .

  Propping himself up on his elbow, he circled the dark pigment around my pebbled nipple with his finger. “That you are, but now you’ve given me something to work with you on .”

  Snapping my head to him, my brows raised .

  He leaned over and pressed his thick lips against mine where I could still taste myself. Then he dropped his feet to the floor and moved to his closet. I watched him slide the doors open, wondering what was next on our list. Kelly still hadn’t come himself, and I couldn’t believe his ability to refrain from pleasure when we were basking in it .

  “I know I can do better, Kelly. Just tell me what you want, and I can do it.” My voice was that of a pathetic little girl begging her daddy to tell her what to do .

  When he turned around, he had something hiding in his hand. But before he crawled back in bed, he bent down and pulled out the wedged sex pillow I was familiar with. And without needing an explanation, I took the pillow from him and situated it near the center of the bed. Falling back, I positioned myself on it for him to finish me off .

  Licking the pads of his fingers, he slapped my battered pussy .

  My body purred with pleasure. I wanted more. Needed him to join me in orgasmic bliss .

  “This time,” he said, crawling onto the bed, “you’re not allowed to come .”

  My breath hitched .

  But he was right. I had two up on him. This time, it was his turn .

  Kelly was on his knees when he took his eyes off of me. I watched him open his hand and work a cock ring around the base of his shaft. “Do you think you can do that ?”

  Nodding, I stared at the metal ring tightly clamped around his sex nearly cutting off the blood flow to his cock. “I’ll do my best .”

  “Good.” He grinned before lifting up a clamp and pinching it like a crab claw. “Remember, pain is half the pleasure .”

  My tongue darted over my lip as I swallowed down the nerves jittering in my chest .

  I knew what was coming. Those clamps were meant for me. They looked like pinchers and I had a feeling I knew where he was going to put them. But what were the chains attached to them for ?

  Kelly got closer and time slowed to a crawl .

  The room spun as I watched him lean forward, taking my breast between his fingers. He gave it a couple of firm squeezes before attaching one clamp. A stinging pain sent my perception of time racing forward and when he closed the clamp over my second nipple, all my thoughts focused on breathing through the intensity .

  Kelly scooted back, gently pulling on the chains attached to each clamp. Then he hooked it to his cock ring and positioned himself between my legs. Working himself inside me, he began rocking his hips .

  My lips rounded as I breathed through the sharp, stinging pain .

  With each penetrating thrust, the clamps tightened, tugging on my nipples, following the rhythm of his cock. I was on fire, every sense on high alert, and I was visibly sweating by the time Kelly said, “Remember. You’re not allowed to come .”

  But I was already there with the new heights I was about to experience .

  26

  Kendra

  M y feet dragged over the floor as I debated whether or not I should just turn around before it was too late. But I was already inside the building and I knew Alex wouldn’t make the first move. It was up to me to rekindle my frayed relationship with her, and I wanted to do it before things go
t more complicated—which seemed to be inevitable if what Kelly was saying was in fact true .

  Clenching onto the shoulder strap of my handbag, I floated down the hall nice and slow .

  Occasionally, a head would lift as I passed in front of an open door, but most just assumed I belonged. I was a natural at acting like I owned the place, avoiding eye contact at all costs. When eyes lingered for too long, I ducked my head, afraid that I would cross paths with the one person I really didn’t want to see—Nash .

  But the place was buzzing with activity. People of all ages and sizes zig zagged up and down the halls, twisting and turning every imaginable way. Studios tended to be complicated mazes and it was easy to get lost if you didn’t know where you were going .

  My brows pinched .

  I stopped to look both ways .

  The subtle pitter-patter of my heart reminded me that I had no idea where I was going .

  Realizing I was already lost, I could feel the high energy surrounding me and I could see why the profession appealed to Alex. It had the feel of a fun, creative environment, yet had the demands and challenges to keep it interesting enough to want to work as many hours as she was pulling .

  Swiveling my head on my shoulders, I looked to the left. Then back to the right. I was unsure which way to turn and the signs plastered on the wall were only mildly helpful to an outsider like me. And just when I was about to commit to making a decision, my cell phone started to ring .

  Diving my hand inside my bag, I gripped the device and answered the call. “Hello .”

  “Ms. Williams, its Mr. Anderson .”

  “Hey. Is everything all right?” I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, surprised to hear my doorman’s voice. “Do I have a package ?”

  “Yes, everything is good. I just haven’t seen you for a while so I thought I’d call .”

  Staring at my feet, I was confused by his phone call. It wasn’t like him to check up on me, and though the gesture was sweet, it was entirely unnecessary. “It’s been a hectic couple of days. Is my apartment okay ?”

  “Yes. Everything is fine,” he assured me .

  Lifting my head, I glanced down the hall with a pinched expression. “Look, Mr. Anderson I’m kind of in the middle of something .”

  “It’s your uncle,” he spat .

  I froze with a blank expression on my face. Stepping to the wall, I let a group of people pass before asking in a hushed tone, “Was he there ?”

  I could hear him swallow before saying, “He came looking for you again .”

  With widening eyes I fell speechless .

  “This time I stopped him .”

  Turning to face the wall, I asked, “What did he want ?”

  “He didn’t say. But he wasn’t happy to learn he couldn’t visit without first receiving proper approval from security .”

  Bringing my hand to my forehead, I felt my temperature spike. “Okay, thanks .”

  “Thought you should know .”

  “I appreciate it .”

  “You’re welcome .”

  “And, Mr. Anderson, if he comes back looking for me, will you call ?”

  “I will.” His voice was reassuring. “Stay safe out there, Ms. Williams .”

  Hanging up the call, an uneasy feeling settled in the pit of my stomach. It was uncharacteristic of Mr. Anderson to be calling and it didn’t make me feel better to hear him tell me to stay safe. Hiding my phone away, I felt like there was more he needed to say, almost as if he was purposely hiding something from me .

  Biting the inside of my cheek, I couldn’t escape the uneasy feeling he’d left me with .

  It was like he intentionally didn’t say something, like he wanted me to hear what he wasn’t saying. My uncle was up to something. I knew he was. And with him poking around my apartment building, I was glad to have been staying with Kelly. I didn’t need this family drama creeping into my life. Not when I had so much else going on .

  Wiping my clammy hands on my thighs, I twisted around and immediately stepped into a man’s shoulder. He caught me by the arms as I stumbled backward and we both apologized for walking into each other. “Do I know you?” he asked .

  Staring into his face, I tried to place him. He had dirty blonde hair, a beard, and was dressed well in khakis and an open collared button down. “I don’t think so .”

  “Huh. I guess you just have a familiar face.” He smiled .

  “That’s what I’ve been told.” I snickered. “Hey, maybe you can help me?” My voice lightened with the intention of getting something from him .

  Stepping forward with his hands hidden inside his pockets, he smirked .

  “I’m trying to track down Alex Grace. You don’t happen to know where I can find her, do you ?”

  “Nash’s girl.” He nodded .

  “Yeah,” I breathed .

  There was something in the way he was looking at me that made me hold my breath. It was like he knew who I was, and perhaps even the reason I was here. And though he didn’t say, I hesitated to ask, unsure I wanted to know what made me recognizable to him .

  “Her office is the next floor up.” His heavy hands landed on my shoulders as he faced my body in the direction he was explaining. “Take those elevators there.” He pointed. “Once on the next floor, hang an immediate right and her office is the second door on the left .”

  When his hands lifted away, I murmured, “Thanks .”

  “I should be the one to thank you.” He winked, his eyes running down my front as he touched my arm. “I hope we’ll meet again,” he said as he continued on his way .

  I stood with my feet glued to the floor. Watching him disappear around the corner, there was something about the look he gave me that had my mind racing to figure out what it was that had him so interested. Thinking about it the entire way to Alex’s office, I couldn’t figure out if his face was familiar, if we had met before, or if he was just hoping to charm me into giving him my phone number. It could have been any one of those but I let the thoughts go as soon as I found Alex .

  Taking several deep breaths in an effort to calm myself, I finally inched my way inside her office. “Knock. Knock .”

  She had her head buried inside her computer screen and when she craned her neck to see who it was, her welcoming smile quickly faded into oblivion. My stomach hardened as I recognized the pain from yesterday still hiding in her eyes. But if she knew the warnings Kelly mentioned to me—the warnings that she might be in danger—then I doubted she would be giving me the look she was giving me now. “Can I come in ?”

  “Looks like you already are.” She swiveled around in her chair and closed her laptop .

  “I was in the area.” My gaze never left hers. “Thought I would stop by and see how you’re doing .”

  She glanced to the window, running her tongue over her front top teeth. “Don’t lie to me.” She turned back to look me in the eye. “You came because I haven’t been returning your calls .”

  “True.” I smiled, taking a seat. “I missed you .”

  “I’m busy, Kendra.” She leaned back and folded her arms over her chest. “What do you want ?”

  Taking a moment to gather my thoughts, my eyes moved over her desk, never registering anything they were seeing. I knew what I wanted to tell her, knew the reason why I’d come in the first place, but now that I was here my entire plan froze and I didn’t know where to begin. “I wanted to tell you that what happened yesterday wasn’t my fault so,” I lifted my gaze back to hers, “stop pretending like we’re not friends .”

  Her eyes narrowed as she took a minute to stare at me. “Nash hasn’t been the same since you left .”

  My brows pinched as the crown of my head pulled up, straightening my slouched spine. “What has he been acting like ?”

  She rubbed the back of her neck with her hand. “He’s quiet. He won’t talk to me. His temper is short. All the ingredients to make my reunion miserable .”

  Licking my lips, I couldn’
t help but think that Nash was showing all the signs to make me actually think that Kelly could have been right about him all along. Maybe Nash did murder Maria and he got away with it. But how could I possibly warn Alex that I was wrong about him—that she might have been wrong about him, too ?

  “I’m sorry,” I whispered, looking to her exposed skin for any signs that maybe Nash had brought her to the club. There weren’t any .

  She rolled her eyes .

  An uncomfortable silence fell between us and I didn’t have it in me to start spreading the conspiracy that swirled between my ears. I just wanted to make my peace and get back to being friends. Because, until that happened, she wouldn’t listen to me. “Can I do anything to help ?”

  Her chest rose, then fell. “Stay away .”

  Despite her shattering my heart into a thousand sharp pieces, I did my best to keep the mood light. “Okay, but you’re still coming to the gym with me .”

  She angled her head, giving me a look of disbelief. When I heard footsteps behind me, I turned to find her colleague leaning her head inside to remind Alex about the meeting about to start. As soon as she left, Alex dropped her hardened gaze back to me and said, “Nash isn’t far and if he sees you here—” She dropped her head and sighed .

  “I get it,” I said, standing .

  Alex rounded her desk and nudged me to the door .

  I glanced over my shoulder. “Don’t lump me in with what Kelly does .”

  “Too late,” she said, checking the halls for Nash. “You made that decision the moment you showed up with him to question Nash about that,” she paused to lower her voice, “stupid murder .”

  Our eyes darted between each other and I wondered what happened to us. It was clear we both had heavy hearts, and I couldn’t stop thinking how we found ourselves here, struggling to hang on to a friendship that had once been so strong. It was our men’s fault. Not ours. They were the ones breaking us apart. Not us. But the truth of it was, neither one of us was willing to admit it—too afraid to lose the prospects that our men allowed us to have .