Page 187 of Volatile Obsessions

It wasn’t until she slithered into my lap that I fully understood what she meant.

“Don’t you fucking dare. The answer is no,” I gritted out.

Unperturbed and quite determined, Liza leaned forward and flashed her tongue out against my neck, licking all the way up to my ear.

“Relax,” she cooed, grinding herself against my dick.

Again I cringed, trying and failing to get away from her. “Get off me.”

“But I wanna get you off, baby. I want you inside me again.”

“No.”

“Just play nice, Rome. I wouldn’t wanna have to hurt you,” she growled, her tone low.

Deadly.

“You’re fucking crazy!” I yelled, struggling beneath her.

“Not the first time I’ve heard that.” She chuckled, biting her lip as she leaned back, her hand smoothing over my length, palming it. “Ugh, this cock. I missed it. So big, so thick…”

“Don’t…” I clamped my eyes, willing my dick not to fucking react. It was already twitching with every roll of her hips.

“Look at this pussy, Rome—your pretty little pussy. So wet, aching for you, ready for you. Imagine it sliding down on your cock…”

My eyes snapped back open to find Liza naked, hovering above me, her fingers spreading her cunt wide open.

I wanted to fucking wretch.

“Don’t you fucking dare!” I roared, full—blown panic seizing me.

Crippling me.

Is this what Lux felt when…

Lux.

I swallowed a heap of air as her beautiful face, the one I loved so much flashed into my mind. Tears leaking down her face, sadness and betrayal swimming in her eyes…

As agonizing as that image was, that’s what I held onto with all my might as Liza stripped me of my freewill, of my dignity and my sanity, impaling herself on my semi in one fluid move, gasping her praises.

“Fuuuckkk! Oh my god, I fucking missed you, Rome! I missed you so much!”

And I missed my Queen, whom I hoped like hell would find her way on the twisted path that led to me.

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