Page 179 of Obsession

My blood was boiling, those overwhelming sensations were returning in full force, feelings I’d never felt before, pleasure bordering on pain, but I wasn’t fighting it anymore, I was allowing them to pulverize me.

Countless times I whimpered his name, begging and cursing at the same time. His tongue thrust into me, and as his control faded, his teeth bit wildly into me. His voice and moans vibrated through me, burning and destroying everything in their path.

He grabbed my thighs and lifted my legs onto his shoulders, his face now buried between them. I clawed at his hair as his palms gripped my breasts and squeezed them.

I turned my eyes to the neon light above us. It blinded me, but I believed myself capable of breaking it with the electricity Harris generated inside me.

My back arched, and I sat up, screaming, not caring if anyone heard me. He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to him as my legs wrapped tighter around his head. He lifted his gaze to me, his demonic eyes lingering hungrily on my body, controlling me as I felt myself move exactly the way he wanted me to.

His hot breath did its part, as he seemingly inhaled me and returned the air that he stole from me with kisses and love bites. And his tongue, damn, what that tongue could do. I could feel the tension gathering in one place, coursing through my veins and about to explode.

“Katherine,” he moaned my name and squeezed my thighs.

That sound was the final nail in my coffin.

I arched my back over the hood, which had become hot, and came, unable to hold back any longer.

Harris didn’t back away but pulled me closer again as the pressure eased and I came to rest on the hood of a Ferrari, on top of Vantablack, naked and satisfied.

If I were to die in the next moments, I had no regrets. My body relaxed in an inexplicable way; one I had never felt before with such intensity. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, shocked at the new feelings coursing through me.

The predator released me only after devouring all of me, then he stood up and reached for me, feasting on the satisfaction in my eyes.

He licked his lips to drive me further into madness. My hands were still tangled in his hair, so I pulled him to me and kissed him with the ferocity he had offered me so far. I wrapped my legs around his torso and pulled him even closer to me, tasting myself on his lips. He smiled through our kiss, realizing what I was doing.

“You’re the most delicious drug I have ever tasted, Katherine.”

His words came between kisses, and I smiled, remembering that I’d often compared him to a drug.

“You can take me anytime.”

Our smiles tangled as he caught my words and growled, seemingly pleased with what he was hearing.

“I’m starting to enjoy your fantasies. Do you have any others?” I asked, and he chuckled devilishly.

“You have no idea.”

That damn shiver returned under my skin.

“But now it’s your turn. Seeing what a pervert you are, I’ll never believe you don’t have any fantasies running through that pretty little head of yours.”

Just like that, all my fantasies came back to me, as if he had ordered them, and I started to laugh.

“You have no idea.” I repeated his words teasingly.

His eyes narrowed as he leaned over me.

“Tell me one.”

I shook my head.

“When the time is right, I’ll show you.”

He tackled me like a crook, cupping me with his palm and breathing over my neck.

“Come on, baby, just one. I want to know the first erotic fantasy that crossed your mind after you saw me.”

My endurance was going down the drain when he talked like that, when he touched me like that. I closed my eyes again and moaned as I realized he wasn’t going to give up until he got what he wanted.

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