All Chapters of The Obsidian Suite - Blind Date Short Stories: Chapter 51 - Chapter 57

I felt the vibrations intensify as Christopher pushed the vibrator deeper inside me, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my core. His hand landed on my most sensitive spot, teasing in slow circles that had me trembling with the effort of holding back. "That's it, baby girl," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "You're doing so well for daddy."I whimpered around him, desperate for release but determined to be good. The vibrations pulsed relentlessly as Christopher thrust into my mouth a final time before slipping out. His fingers stroked my flushed cheek gently."Good girl," he praised. "Now you can come for me."The tension that had been building finally snapped. Waves of ecstasy crashed over me as I cried out, my body shuddering uncontrollably. Christopher's hands caressed me through the aftershocks, murmuring words of approval.As the tremors subsided, I blinked up at him hazily. His eyes were dark with desire, a possessive gleam in their depths that made me shiver. What more

I took a deep breath, forcing myself to relax as his finger pressed gently, breaching me slowly. The sensation was foreign but not unpleasant, especially when he simultaneously reactivated the vibrator inside me."Oh god," I moaned, overwhelmed by the dual stimulation."That's it," he encouraged, working his finger deeper as the vibrations intensified. "Take it all for Daddy."The pressure built rapidly this time, my body responding to the new sensations with frightening intensity. I was vaguely aware of begging, pleading incoherently as Christopher added a second finger, stretching me while the vibrator pulsed relentlessly."Come for me," he finally commanded, his voice rough with his own arousal. "Now, baby girl."The permission broke the last of my restraint. I shattered, crying out as waves of pleasure more intense than anything I'd experienced before crashed through me. Christopher worked me through it, his fingers and the vibrator extending my orgasm until I was sobbing with ove

The rotating platform beneath them continued its slow revolution, disorienting her further as the room seemed to spin around them. Her world narrowed to the sensation of him moving inside her, the stretch and fullness, the delicious friction that was quickly building toward something overwhelming.He leaned over her, his chest pressing against her back, his heat enveloping her. His lips found her shoulder, teeth grazing her skin before biting down hard enough to make her jerk beneath him. The pain blended seamlessly with pleasure, heightening every sensation until she could barely distinguish between them.One hand slid around to find her breast, pinching her nipple with calculated roughness. She arched into the touch, silently begging for more. Her body was no longer her own—it belonged to this moment,