Page 174 of Obsession

I clung to his shoulders as his deep moans vibrated through me. The way he touched me and the way he looked at me made my knees weak. I was on the verge of coming when he straightened up.

“Fuck, you’re…” He exhaled over my lips and pulled me closer to him, pressing me against him. I whimpered when I felt his erection.

He did not manage to tell me what I was, savagery took possession of him as he finally rushed over to me. His mouth reached for mine, and it felt like he was trying to suck the soul out of me, through my lips. Before I had a moment to gather my thoughts, he leaned down and grabbed my thighs, lifting me up and making me wrap my legs around his waist. I was wrapped around him.

We had been in this exact position many times before, and although I was no longer a stranger to his body, I knew this time would be different. I didn’t feel the need to stop him anymore, I didn’t want to stop him, and he knew it. He would take us to the finish line.

I felt dizzy as Harris leaned over the mattress with me underneath him. I could tell by the way he kissed me that he wasn’t going to take it easy on me, not after waiting so many days. He confused my thoughts even more as his lips left mine and descended to my neck, making good on his damn promise to kiss every inch of me.

But he didn’t just kiss. That would have been too easy. His teeth played an important role, as did his tongue, and his hands wandered over the most dangerous places. He spread my legs as his lips reached my abdomen, and I couldn’t stop my back from arching and my head from burying itself in the pillow. Awave of heat spread through me, the need to feel him inside me becoming more and more painful, increasingly electrifying.

All those feelings were new to me.

My toes curled again, and I could no longer hold back the moans and whimpers that his touch evoked. When his fingers slipped under the elastic of my panties, I bit my tongue and closed my eyes. His mouth moved back up to my breasts, but he was still playing and hadn’t taken my bra off yet. He left bites along the cups, just to tease me even more, and I could feel them swelling and becoming painfully heavy. I arched my back again as his fingers reached deeper and hovered over my opening.

“You wouldn’t tell me then; you let me go crazy next to you.”

I knew what he was talking about. The first time he’d driven me to school, and I’d admitted that the sight of his fingers made me shudder.

“I want to hear it, with every detail you kept to yourself then. Tell me where you wanted my fingers.”

Without thinking, I replied:

“Inside me,” I opened my eyes so he could see the burning desire inside me.

I wanted his fingers inside me. I had managed to hold back then, but now I would go crazy if I didn’t feel them. He cursed quietly to himself and exhaled over my breasts, making me even wetter. I bit my lips until I could feel the skin peeling away.

“Harris, please…” I moaned, not sure what I was begging for, but I couldn’t bear the feeling of his fingers stroking and playing with my skin so tenderly, turning my mind to dust.

“If only you’d have told me then…”

My body jerked violently, and my back arched as far as it could as one deliciously long finger slid inside me. It wasn’t brutal, but it burst the bubble of electricity that had formed inthe wake of his teasing. I had waited too long, I had imagined it too many ways, but my imagination had nothing to do with reality. The moan that escaped my lips was one I had never heard from my own lips before. Ecstasy flooded me so fast it shook my mind, shattering my sanity, and I pushed my hips down on it. Harris groaned over my skin and buried his finger deeper.

The burning sensation was unexpected though.

He paused and lifted his head to look at me. I saw a frown forming on his forehead as his eyes scanned mine. I didn’t need to ask, I already knew what he was thinking.

To confirm his hypothesis, he forced my limits and slipped a second finger inside me. My breathing became heavy, and I writhed on the mattress. I kept whispering his name and tugging at the sheets because now it hurt.

“Holly fuck,” he gasped in shock and withdrew his fingers.

I couldn’t stand still. It hurt, but I didn’t want him to stop. He leaned over me until his lips hovered over mine.

“Did you forget something important, baby?”

I swallowed as I rubbed my feet together. I wanted his fingers back. I’d been dreaming about them for too long. Talk of virginity wasn’t something I was interested in.

“It’s not something you just blurt out.”

He looked at me for a long time, too long for the situation we were in. I would have sold my hormones to know what he was thinking. He sighed and pressed his forehead to mine.

“That’s not a good reaction,” I added, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

“But it is, baby. You have no idea how good.”

I remembered what Kristen had told me about Harris and virgins, because I had completely forgotten. However, he had never asked about it since we met.

“We haven’t talked about it because I don’t want you to think it makes a difference in how I look at you, but now I have to know. I need to know.Without warning, he cupped me possessively, rekindling the flames that had died down.

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