Page 24 of Twisted Obsession

Roisin's cheeks flush a deep pink, but her gaze doesn't waver from mine. "It's... it's okay," she says softly. "I should have been more careful."

I know I should turn around, give her privacy, but I can't seem to tear my eyes away. A droplet of water slides down her collarbone, disappearing beneath the edge of the towel, and I find myself following its path, my mouth suddenly dry.

"Dominic," Roisin whispers, and there's a new note in her voice, something that makes my pulse quicken.

I take a step forward before I can stop myself. "Roisin, I..."

She moves towards me, closing the distance between us. The towel slips slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage.

Electricity arcs between us, and the moment expands as we stare at each other for seconds that seem to last for hours. She sways towards me, and all my resolve crumbles in that moment. I pull her to me, claiming her lips in a searing kiss. Roisin meltsagainst me, her damp skin pressing against my clothes as she winds her arms around my neck.

The kiss deepens, hours of pent-up tension and longing pouring out as we lose ourselves in each other. My hands roam her back, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin towel, and Roisin makes a soft sound of pleasure, spurring me on.

I back her up against the wall, breaking the kiss to trail my lips down her neck. She tilts her head, giving me better access as she runs her fingers through my hair.

"Dominic," she breathes, her voice husky with need.

I pull back slightly, meeting her gaze. Her eyes are heavy-lidded, lips swollen from my kiss. The sight nearly undoes me, but I try one last time to regroup and rein in some common sense. “I shouldn’t…” She shakes her head and presses her fingers to my mouth to stop me. Grasping her wrist, I move it away and kiss her knuckles, needing to have my say. “You’re vulnerable right now. I don’t want you to regret this.”

She purses her lips. “The only thing I’ll regret is never knowing the beauty of consensual lovemaking if the Viper finds me and takes what I don’t want to give. I want to have a choice, Dominic. And I choose you.”

I want to argue that it’s just sex; there’s no lovemaking involved in what we’re about to do, but I don’t have it in me to shatter her perception. She’s looking for something beautiful in a thicket of thorns, and it sure as hell isn’t me, but I’ll do my best to ensure the thistle she’s focused on doesn’t prickle her.

"Are you sure?" I ask, my voice rough with desire.

Roisin nods, her fingers tracing my jaw. "I want this," she admits softly. “I know you don’t altogether understand my logic, but having a choice is important to me.”

That doesn’t exactly make me feel great about this, but I’m a man. One who likes sex, and I’m quite capable of being nothing but a warm body for her. It’s how I prefer things. Having someone special in this life is a weakness that can be used against you. Still, I need to know this isn’t going to mess up her mind, so I call her on it. “And if Tommaso, the thug who kidnapped you, was here instead of me? Would this still be your choice?”

She quirks an eyebrow. “Are you fishing for compliments, Dominic?” she asks as she plays with my collar, her wicked smile surprising me.

“Was Tommaso the cute one?” she asks, and I’m guessing she’s talking about Kaiden, so I shake my head. “Well, under the circumstances, maybe it would be, but it’s an informed choice. A considered choice. You’ve been kind to me, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t attracted to you. Tommaso…” She shrugs. “Not so much.”

That's all the encouragement I need. I capture her lips again, pouring all my pent-up lust into the kiss. My hands find the knot of her towel, hesitating for just a moment before tugging it loose. It falls to the floor, leaving Roisin bare before me.

I step back, drinking in the sight of her. She's even more beautiful than I'd imagined. Roisin flushes under my gaze but doesn't try to cover herself. Instead, she reaches for me, pulling me close again.

"You're wearing too many clothes," she murmurs against my lips, her hands already working at the buttons of my shirt. For all her innocence, she doesn't hold back, and that makes me feel better about what I’m about to take from her, no matter how freely she believes it’s being given.

The mood suddenly lightened, I chuckle, helping her remove my shirt before scooping her up in my arms. Roisin lets out a surprised laugh as I carry her to the bed, laying her down gently. I take a moment to shed the rest of my clothes before joining her, and her eyes stay glued to me, widening slightly when her gaze drops to my rigid, straining cock.

I hover over Roisin, taking in her flushed cheeks and parted lips. "You're so beautiful," I murmur, tracing the curve of her cheek. She smiles shyly in response, pulling me down for another kiss.

My fingertips glide over every curve and crevice of her body, eliciting soft sighs as she arches into my touch. Trailing kisses down her neck, across her collarbone, I savor the taste of her skin, determined to make this the best experience I possibly can for her.

Chapter

Twelve

ROISIN

Dominic’s hands roam, exploring my every dip and curve, and my body reacts instinctively, arching into his touch as his lips cruise across my cheek. He nuzzles behind my ear before pressing a trail of kisses down my throat and across my collarbone.

When he reaches my breast and licks around the areola, all the nerves I was feeling, the ones I was desperate to hide from him, are replaced by a different kind of desperation, and I press up against him, silently begging him for more. When he finally stops teasing and takes the tip in his mouth, suckling it deep, I cry out and hold his head close as he makes me writhe beneath him.

His mouth moves to my other breast, lavishing it with the same attention, and I'm lost in a haze of sensation. My fingers tangle in his hair as he trails kisses down my stomach, his stubble lightly scratching my sensitive skin.

When he reaches the juncture of my thighs, I tense momentarily, but Dominic looks up at me with such tenderness that I relax.

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