Page 48 of Obsessive Love

"Fuck,dolcezza. You look so fucking perfect," I mutter, letting my eyes drop down her body and watching as she circles her hips.

Her body locks up and her hold on me tightens as her breathing becomes erratic and whines, whimpers, and moans pour out of her mouth.

I watch as waves of ecstasy hit her, and I push down on her hips, adding pressure as she grinds against me and finds her release, gasping for air as her body clenches and shakes in my arms.

My teeth sink into my bottom lip as I savour the taste of her in my mouth from the passionate kiss we shared moments ago andmy hooded eyes soak up the sight of her dazed and sated smile that appears on her face.

She leans forward, resting her limp body against me as her heavy breathing begins to slow.

"Let's get you back into bed," I whisper, sweeping her messy hair off her face before lifting her up in my arms.

As I walk back into the room with her cradled in my arms, she nuzzles her head into my neck and sighs as her arms loosely rest over my shoulders.

I rest my knee against the edge of the bed and gently lay her down, lifting the covers over her body and tucking her in before pressing a light kiss against her forehead. She blindly reaches her hand out, grabbing for me.

"Stay," she mumbles when her hand connects with my arm.

My heart flutters and my stomach dips in excitement whilst I hurriedly walk across the room to turn the bathroom light off before I climb into bed behind her, laying down and shuffling across the mattress until my body is wrapped around hers.

I rest my arm across her body as I bury my head into her hair again, resuming the position we were in when I first interrupted her sleep. She moves her hand atop mine, intertwining our fingers and pulling my arm tighter around her.

"We shouldn't be doing this," she whispers sleepily. "It's not right."

"You're talking nonsense, baby. I think this is perfect."

Chapter Thirty-One

Sophia

"Morning,dolcezza," Kaleb murmurs, nuzzling his head against my neck as his arms tighten around my waist, pulling our bodies flush against each other and rousing me from my sleep. I relax into him as his mouth lightly skims my neck and he places soft kisses against my skin.

His fingers interlock with mine and he runs our joined hands along the length of my thigh, pushing his hips forward and pressing his hardened dick against my back.

My eyes fly open and I gasp in shock as panic shoots through my body at the reminder of what happened last night and the fact that Kaleb is now in my bed.

"Holy shit," I shout, slapping his arm off of me and jumping out of bed, turning on wobbly legs to stare at the half-naked man in my bed. "Fuck. This is bad!"

I pace back and forth beside my bed as everything from last night rushes into my brain, bombarding me with an immense feeling of guilt and shame.

"I was lost in the moment," I mutter, trying and failing to convince myself that what I did wasn't wrong. I stop pacing and look at Kaleb as he watches me from my bed, resting his head on his hands and smiling at me as my mind spirals. "You were saying so many things and it made me realise that you really are crazy like everyone says, but it also showed me that you're really cute and thoughtful. I realised that you cared about me and it was all so overwhelming, but it made me feel something for you, something more than just desire. Then the way you were looking at me and touching me, it was just all too much. I got swept up in it all and lost my composure. I wasn't thinking."

I shake my head and drag my hands through my hair as I stress over the situation, conflicted about what to think and how to feel.

Kaleb's soft chuckle breaks through the madness inside my head and I turn to glare at him, frustrated that he finds this funny whilst I'm standing here losing my mind.

"You're real cute when you're stressed out and rambling," he says, winking at me as he lifts himself into a seated position, showing off his rippling abs and the beautiful dark ink that litters his tanned skin.

I rip my eyes away from him, determined to keep myself focused on the issue and not get distracted by him again like I did last night.

"Kaleb, this is serious!" I squeak, fiddling with the sparkling silver ring that's wrapped around my finger. "I'm married to your brother. You seem to keep forgetting about that."

"I've already told you that a stupid piece of paper with your signatures on it means nothing to me, Sophia. I've allowed things to stand in the way of us for years, but I'm fed up and won't allow it anymore. We're meant to be together and I'm going to make sure that we are. Besides, you and Jericho have had a conversation about the arrangement between you both.It's obvious there's nothing between you, and we all know there never will be, so stop panicking about it all. You've done nothing wrong."

I scoff and shake my head in disbelief at how calm he is.

"This is wrong," I state. "Last night shouldn't have happened, just like the night at the club."

"That's where you're wrong,dolcezza. Both nights should've happened and I'm really fucking glad they did. Both nights prove that we're good together and have a connection to each other. How can you not realise that already?" he grunts, getting out of the bed and guiding me over to it instead, pushing me down so I'm sitting on the edge instead of burning a hole through the carpet with my pacing.

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