Page 243 of Obsession

I felt his smile over my neck.

“That’s too bad, you would have liked my thoughts right now.”

Oh, fuck me sideways. I was already close to the edge when my whole being began to tremble.

“You could…” A moan interrupted my words as his mouth dropped to my breasts, “You could tell me…” I mumbled between short moans.

“It would be the same.”

“You’re a menace!”

His smile imprinted on my skin just before he took another bite, then his tongue soothed the pain. It was a vicious cycle, a constant intertwining of pain and pleasure.

Suddenly he stood up, and I was lucky that one of his arms was supporting me, otherwise I would have fallen on my ass.

Still, I lost my balance.

Harris grabbed my hips and lifted me up, taking a step forward and pinning me against the wall. It felt so cold againstmy skin that I whimpered, and he savored the sound, absorbing it into a soul-shattering kiss.

Wildness took over him.

My breasts pressed against his chest and I felt the strength of his erection as he pressed himself against me. I pushed myself up until his mouth had access to my chest, and the position drove me insane as I clutched his hair. He made me feel like I weighed no more than 20 pounds.

“Oh, God…” I groaned as his lips captured my nipple.

His teeth dug in, wrenching a short scream out of me as I banged my head against the wall.

“That’s not my name, baby.”

Closing my eyes, I bit my bottom lip and smiled.

“Oh, Harris!” I unleashed my most seductive moan and moved in his arms, and the sound that came out of his throat was more dangerous than that of a beast that had cornered its prey.

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I sat in the passenger seat and tried to look ahead, to think of something other than what he had done to me, to not look at him as if I wanted to bite every inch of him.

But, damn it, that’s exactly what I wanted.

I hadn’t talked him into giving in, we hadn’t had sex, but what he’d done to me against that wall, with just his fingers and his mouth, was fucking enough.

My skin was still quivering in the most pleasurable way and I felt lucky. I managed to put on a bra, but my breasts were still throbbing from the maddening treatment he’d given me earlier.

Harris didn’t look at me, but the corner of his mouth tilted up, a sign that he knew exactly what was going through my mind.

“We’re going to your mom’s! We’re going to your mom’s,” I repeated, shaking my head.

He started to laugh.

“Is that some kind of arousal killer?”

“It should be, I don’t want to think about how I can talk to her while I can still feel your teeth and lips on me.”

I had expected my sentence to amuse him, as this kind of conversation always amused him, but the tension staining his features was surprising to say the least.

He turned to me and smiled – that fake smile again – without saying anything.

I sensed his discomfort so much that it spread to me too.

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