Page 69 of Obsession

His fingertips ghosted along my bare skin as he grasped them, pulling them off the rest of the way. They dropped to the floor and a second later, his warm palms hit my thighs as he spread me open.

He raised a brow, asking for permission. “Be a good boy and make me come.”

“Fuck, yes.” He attacked me. His mouth sealed over my clit, sucking hard and shooting pleasure through me.

I swallowed down a moan as he devoured me. Every time he touched me, it was like he could never get enough. As if I was life-sustaining for him.

It was intoxicating. It made me forget I was on the desk in my office where anyone could walk in. That we’d only met because he’d saved my life. That he was a criminal.

A whimper escaped as he plunged his tongue into my entrance. My fingers twisted in his hair. He grunted as I tugged.

Ecstasy coursed through my veins as he alternated between fucking my pussy and circling my clit. My hips rocked into his face as the pleasure consumed me. My free hand pressed into the wood of my desk as I rode his tongue.

He might be the one who was obsessed with me. But I was addicted to him. To the way he touched me. How he seemed to work me perfectly. Play me like I was a musical instrument he’d been studying his whole life.

Soon it was too much. My back arched and my body tensed. My muscles went taut and tight as he sucked my clit hard. I exploded. Euphoria dragged me under, stealing the scream from my lungs.

My teeth cut into my lip to hold in the sound. My pussy clenched and released around his tongue as the orgasm washed over me. Goosebumps broke out on my overheated skin as I felt the cool breeze from the air conditioner. The world came into focus again.

My grip loosened on Nathan’s hair as he turned his head into my thigh, no doubt kissing a freckle there before he stood.

“Now on my cock.” A squeak tumbled from my chest as he grasped my hips. He dragged me back to the floor until my toes were barely touching and then he flipped me.

He manhandled my body as if I weighed nothing. Pressing my front into the desk with a firm palm, sending my ass into his hard cock. I moaned as I felt him yanking down his zipper. Or maybe it was how aggressive he was. How badly he desired me like I needed him.

I loved that he didn’t hide it. That he didn’t play games. He wasn’t the guy who waited three dates to call you. He was the one who put cameras in your apartment before you even knew his last name.

“Nathan, we can’t—.” My protest died as he slammed inside me. I bit my cheek to stop the scream from coming free. I might be nervous about who could open the door, but I didn’t want to end this any more than he did.

“Yes, we can, because I won’t leave until you come apart for me again.” He said as he thrust his hips, burying his cock into my soaked pussy.

He felt so fucking good. Each drag of his cock along my walls had the pleasure building in my body. My limbs shook with the intensity of it. The tension hummed in my veins, heading towards an explosive ending.

“I can’t stop.” He pulled out and slammed in again, thrusting inside me hard enough to make my breasts smash into the desk. My hands gripped the wood, trying to find purchase as he fucked me like a madman.

“I can’t work.” Thrust.

“Can’t think.” Thrust.

“Can’t breathe.” Thrust.

“Can’t function without feeling you first.” His hands skimmed up and down my sides as if he was trying to touch all of me at once. “I want to remember how your sweet cunt tightened on my cock. I want to taste you on my tongue all day. I fucking need you.”

“Nathan.” I moaned his name as I grabbed his arm, wrapping it around my waist. I thrust back into his hips, meeting his frantic pace. His words and action sunk into my skin, making me just as crazy as him.

Pens rolled off the desk. The furniture rattled as he slammed into me over and over again. Our harsh breathing and stifled moans of pleasure filled the room.

I felt electrified by his touch. His desperation. Him.

He leaned forward, covering my body with his as he kissed my spine. “I’m going to fill you up with my cum. You’ll feel me all day, too.”

My movements stilled. My eyes flying wide open. “You didn’t use a condom?”

“I never will again.” His teeth raked along my neck and I shivered. “All I want to feel is you.”

Oh, god. It felt so good. “But—.”

“But what, Songbird?” He rolled his hips, continuing to fuck me, but gently now. “We’re both clean and you have an IUD.”

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