Page 38 of Insane Obsession

He lets out a laugh at my words, helps me get up, and swipes his tongue over the curve of my lips, licking the rest of his release away. “But I won’t. What I will do, however, is take care of you.” His hand cups my dick. It’s rock-hard.

“Can you give me two minutes? My face feels all sticky.” I give Bran a peck on the lips. “I’ll be right back.”

“Want me to come with you?”

Yes.

Ignoring the little voice, I shake my head. “Nah.”

Closing the door carefully behind me, I walk through the swaying crowd. By the looks of it, we’ve missed some part of tonight’s formality. People are dancing everywhere, singing to the lyrics of “All I Want for Christmas is You.”

Youandyou. Two you. Two men.

I smile dreamily. Hopefully, they won’t vanish like they do in a fairytale.

The restroom is quiet. I quickly do my business, then wait for the water to warm. I am washing my hands and face when someone else enters.

When I look up and through the mirror, my eyes bulge. I spin around and freeze.

David stands right in front of me. He roams my face like a predator does to its prey. His eyes are dark with fury, but his blood is filled with alcohol. “You,” he hisses. He takes a step toward me.

“Hi David,” I stammer, the sink stabbing my back.

“You little shit. I bet you really enjoyed playing me last night, didn’t you? With yourresearch.” He huffs out a laugh, and his alcohol-laced breath hits my cheek.

“W-what are you talking about?”

“Tell me, did you place those cameras yourself? Did you place them, knowing that you were going to try and kill me by smashing me into a fuckingwell?” He grabs me by my throat and bashes my head against the wall. “Well, guess what, I’m still here, bitch.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I wheeze.

“I think you do. You knew that place wasn’t abandoned, and you fucking set us up.” He huffs as he visibly contemplates his own words. “Little Finn wanted to get a good grade. Could have fooled me.” His face is only a few inches away from mine, his eyes bloodshot. “Did you want to impress those big guys you came with tonight? What are they like, your boyfriends?” He chuckles to himself, shaking his head. “Fuckingboyfriends. Maybe that’s the only thing I regret.” His hand climbs up my arm, and he tucks away a strand of hair from my face, curling it between his fingers. “That I didn’t take you when I had theopportunity. You know, when you were all over me, begging to suck my cock.”

That’s not how things went. We shared a kiss, and when I thought he finally returned my feelings and liked me too, his friends caught us.

“Ooh.” He chuckles knowingly. The sound makes what little confidence is left inside me crumble. I’m eighteen again and in love with David.

He blinks his glassy eyes. “You really thought it meant something when I kissed you?”

I shake my head, but his eyes zoom in on my trembling lips.

“Yeah,” he whispers, and his hand cups my cheek. “I should have fucked you back then. What do you think, Doc? Shall we take back time and do it now?”

“No.” I pull away, but his hand keeps my throat pinned against the wall.

“Yes, Finn, yes. I’ll bury my dick deep inside your ass and have you scream my name.” He wriggles his thigh between my legs and pushes. “You little cunt. Who do you think you are? Brainwashing me. Trying to kill me.Research.” He huffs. “Fucking research. I’ll show them the truth.” His grip on my face tightens, and he digs his fingers into my skin. His mouth lingers over mine. “Come here, little cunt. Kiss me.”

“No,” I squeal. I try to get him off me, but he’s too strong. Lifting a knee, I kick him in his stomach. His nostrils flare with annoyance, and his hold on my face becomes unbearable.

“Kiss me.”

“No!” I can’t breathe. “Get off me!”

He slaps me in my face, laughing, before slapping me again. My face stings from the ache. “You knew my dad would be here tonight, didn’t you? You knew how important it was for me to see him, to show him I’m no fucking faggot. And then you have to go and tell him about the cameras. You have to come in herewith those twoguys. But I won’t let you destroy my future, won’t let you fuck up my mind even more. Bitch.” Dipping a hand inside my pants, he grabs hold of my flaccid dick.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” I push him again, panic making my heart thump violently. I try to knee him in the balls, but he blocks me. Instead, he gives me a punch to my gut that makes grimace in pain. I crash down, hitting the floor.

“You’ll do as I say!” He roars, lifting me by my throat. I can’t breathe, and his face comes achingly close. I squeeze my eyes shut, ready to face the inevitable.

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