Page 117 of Volatile Obsessions

“Hi, yourself.” I smiled back, shoving my already restless hands into my pockets.

This was going to be fucking torture.

Stepping aside, she opened the door wider and motioned for me to enter. “Come in.”

I tipped my head graciously and followed her lead.

Crossing the threshold somehow felt like yet another milestone in our relationship. Sure, the woman had already been to my home, but it wasn’t under the same circumstances.

Not even close.

“Make yourself comfortable. I’m just gonna pull the pizza out of the oven,” she said, slipping past me in a hurry.

But that’s when I noted what she was wearing; a white thinly-strapped crop top and teeny tiny pajama shorts covered in little bats. They hugged her ass, and the white fabric was nearly translucent, leaving almost nothing to the imagination.

She’d done this on purpose, the little minx.

She wanted me to react.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I lunged for her, twirling her back toward me with a quick hand at her wrist. “I told you I’d behave—that doesn’t mean I’m not kissing you.”

“I never said you couldn’t kiss me.” She fell lax in my grasp as I wound an arm around her waist.

“The question is, do you want me to?” I asked, taking her chin between my fingers.

Nodding, she shut her eyes. Shifted closer and clenched my tee in her fists.

It was the tiniest sliver of submission, but fuck, I loved it, tightening my hold around her.

Pressed so closely together, her scent suddenly invaded me. I inhaled deeply, relishing it, savoring it.

It awakened the beast, waiting to be unleashed at any moment. My dick twitched beneath my sweats, luring my hands to the swell of her ass.

If I wasn’t careful, I’d end up eating her alive.

And that would definitely violate the terms of my promise.

Flashing my tongue out, I licked at the seam of her lips first, coaxing her open for me. She complied without reservation and slid her small hands around my neck, willing me to go in for the kill.

I did, only softly, sensually, like our first kiss up on the Panorama. I wanted her to feel every last bit of it, feel it slither its way through her body like a venom.

“You’re trying to kill me,” she mumbled against my lips.

“Says the woman who wants me to behave but greeted me in scraps of clothing.” Pulling away, I bore my stare on her until those blue pools fluttered open.

Her cheeks heated, a devilish yet subtle smirk curling her lips.

Yeah, she’d definitely done it on purpose, and she cemented the notion when she decided not to comment on it, leading me further into her home.

“I’d give you a tour but, it’s nothing like your place.”

“Yeah, it’s better,” I countered, taking in its beauty. It matched the foyer perfectly, but the wall of floor to ceiling windows was my favorite part. “This view is stunning.”

From this high up, you could see the entire city, including the Panoramastanding tall in the distance.

“Agreed, main reason why I snatched this place up.”

“So, what are we watching?” I questioned as I spun around toward the sound of her voice.

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