Page 24 of Insane Obsession

“And it would be a long,longdrop,” Ringo sings.

“Ah, there she comes.”

Lea comes into vision. She runs and shouts making Jess look up and wave her hands.

“Will she save them?” Ringo rasps. His thrusts become faster more urgent, and my arousal deepens.

Lea helps Jess pull on the rope, and we watch David slowly roll out until he’s sprawled onto the ground. He’s on his stomach, and it takes him a few seconds to slowly crawl onto his knees. Jess puts her arms around him and sobs.

Lea puts her phone against her ear and looks back at the building.

“She’s calling me.”

Prince huffs. “No, she isn’t.”

“If she’s calling the police, we’ll have more entertainment.” Prince angles my chin so he can kiss me, but all I can do is moan into his mouth. His hand slides down and grabs hold of my cock.

“Look at the camera.” He squeezes, and I moan, trembling as I come all over his hand.

A blue car stops by the fence, and Levi jumps out. The three others run toward him and leave the property.

“Oh my god,” I gasp. While I look at the flat screen, my body sags in exhaustion, bouncing back and forth as Ringo reaches his climax. He groans against the back of my hair, and I feel him filling up my ass before he collapses back.

Prince kisses my cheek, brushing away a few strands of my hair before I drop my chin back onto his chest. I hear him kiss his brother.

I should really leave now.

But my eyes flutter closed, and my mind goes quiet.

8

PRINCE

“Finn’s sweet,” my brother yawns.

He’s sprawled on the bed like some lazy fucker, cocooning our sleeping flower. Good for him. DSInvestments has had some fantastic investment projects over the past year, and we have put in the necessary hours.

That’s why we officially declared December our vacation month. To head back to the asylum, expand ourotherbusiness, and claim the guy we have both been obsessing over.

“Yes, he is.” I push myself from the fridge and sit on one of the bar stools at the kitchen island to drink my coffee. I check my phone for messages even though most of the family knows we are MIA for now.

“Nothing?” My brother asks.

“Nope.” I get up, walk over to hand my brother his coffee and kiss Finn’s messy hair. “I’m going out for a run. See you in a bit.”

He says something about how he gets to fuck Finn by himself, but I flip him off. I need to clear my mind and running is the only thing that helps.

Well, sports and sex, that is. But I’ve been getting plenty of the latter. I grin as I open the front door and go up the stairs. And we’ve only just begun.

It’s still early, and the clear, crisp air welcomes me in all its silence. I love the snow, and I love how it makes the entire world feel as if it has been put on pause, covered in icy flakes. People don’t come to these woods anymore, not around a place like this.

I start jogging and head for the gates.

Welcome to Saint James’s Sanctuary for Women—the crooked sign says. What a warm welcome.

Part of me expects those assholes to be in their car waiting for anyone to leave the building, but the streets are deserted.

Too bad. I love a bit of banter. I’ve always been the badass of the two of us, the self-indulgent prick. Being born privileged definitely has its perks, and our family has always given us what we want, including homeschooling through college, which we did entirely online.

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