Page 51 of Obsession

“What?” My voice sounded raw and rough.

“I’m going to wrap my lips around you again and you’re going to come down my throat like a good boy.”

“I—I.” I tried to respond, but she was already swallowing me. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked.

I couldn’t deny her if I wanted to. I gripped her hair. My hips thrust lightly. Her nails pierced my thighs.

It was all too much. The softness of her curls. The bite of pain from her hands. The warmth wrapped around my cock.

My back tingled. My balls tightened. My gaze locked with hers as pleasure shot through me. I came hard and long. The ecstasy pulling me under until I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think as my limbs trembled from the intensity.

“Oh, fuck.” My hips faltered, thrusting into her face in an unsteady rhythm as I came. “Swallow it all.”

I needed to know I lived in her. That a part of me would never leave her.

My cum filled her mouth, but she took it all. She licked my length, cleaning me up almost lovingly.

Her tongue swept along her bottom lip, getting the last of it as she tucked me back in and zipped up my pants. My hand fall to my side as she stood.

Her gaze sparkled as she leaned into me again. Her hands landing on my chest as I grasped her hips. I needed to touch her.

“Does that clear up any confusion about whether or not I want you?” She smirked.

I chuckled, the sound unfamiliar to me as I pulled her closer. My lips came down on hers. I tasted myself on her tongue and it fed this obsession. Because we tasted fucking good together.

29

Lark

Nathan kissed me like he had nothing else to do. It was slow and deep, with enough heat to dampen my panties. Or maybe that was my reaction to what I’d done to him.

I might have grown up in this conservative world, but I was anything but conventional in the bedroom. Or closet. Or club. Or on one occasion, the back of a cab.

Of course, it hadn’t happened recently. Brad had been a little boring in bed. Just another way we weren’t compatible. But he was the farthest thing from my mind as Nathan continued to kiss me.

His thumbs stroked across my face as he cradled me. He was an odd combination of protective, almost ruthless to people who offended me. But alone he was softer, sweeter. It made me feel special.

I gasped as he broke away. My pulse beat a little faster. Nathan’s lips brushed along my cheeks, placing small kisses on my freckles.

My heart melted. But when he pulled back and looked at me with reverence in his blue eyes, my stomach twisted into knots. I was unfamiliar with this kind of softness.

I’d just given him a blowjob in a public place, but having him look at me like this. Like I was precious had me blushing. It was the intimacy. I wasn’t used to it. I couldn’t handle it.

He opened his mouth. I had no idea what he would say, but I had a feeling it would destroy me. Rip away the fragile walls I kept around myself. The ones that protected me from pain and rejection.

“We should get back.” I cut him off as I stepped out of his hold.

It was a little rude, abrupt. But I couldn’t afford to feel anything but lust for him. I couldn’t stop this attraction. That’s all it was. All it ever could be.

Because I already knew if I let myself fall for him, I’d fall hard. And when he eventually chooses his job, his reputation, or another woman over me, it would crush my fragile heart. I wouldn’t be able to take his rejection.

I smoothed down my curls. Doing my best to seem like I hadn’t just been making out in a closet. At least they were always a mess. My thumb swept along my lips to clean up the lipstick. It was gone, which was better than smeared across my mouth.

I smiled as I looked up at Nathan. He was straightening his shirt and jacket. “How do I look?”

My breath caught in my lungs as he grinned back at me. “Gorgeous.”

The blush on my cheeks deepened. “Thank you.”

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