Page 5 of Obsessed

"You didn't take your last dose." It's a statement. Not aquestion.

I flinch, waiting to see if he has some secret dose stored somewhere in the room or in his pants. But no syringe emerges. His slips the shirt off his shoulders and unbuttons his pants as he kicks off his shoes. "Are you going to lose the bikini? Or are you just going to watch mestrip?"

I have two voices in my head competing to come out on top. The submissive, sweet Tawny, who wants the gorgeous man in front of her so much it hurts, tells me to comply quickly and remove the bathing suit. The other voice, Angie's voice, bristles some at his command, but she also knows the gorgeous man in front of her can fuck like noother.

"I think I'll just allow myself the luxury of watching you strip." Apparently Angie wins this round. Kane is slightly taken aback but far too smooth and recovers quickly. There is even the tiniest glimmer of a smile. I've only ever seen the sliver of a grin, but it's easy to predict that his full smile would be spectacular. Like the extraordinary naked physique now standing in front ofme.

"Guess there's a little more of the real woman without so much nectar." His cock is fully erect as he reaches back to stretch hisshoulders.

I'm speechless for a moment, wondering if the scene is real or if I'm in some drug stupor in my bed. It feels like a normal, highly flirtatious moment with a man I've been sleeping with for weeks, a man who rarely shows any side except the side focused on a raunchy goodfuck.

"Get naked and join me." He climbs up onto the diving board and does an impressive double somersault into the deep end. I stand over the pool watching his incredible form cut through the water as he spears toward the shallow end to sit on the steps. Just when I thought he couldn't be a more perfect human specimen, he rises from the water looking even better soaking wet. Drops of pool water fall off his dark hair and clump his thick lashes intospikes.

I quickly slip off the bikini and dive in. I swim toward him and come up between his long legs. My arms hook around his thighs, and he playfully lifts me up and down. It's all just a little toodifferent.

Kane rests his arms back on the pool edge, spreading his muscular chest wide and thickening up the muscles in his arms. The scars stand out from being cold andwet.

"That was an impressive double flip into the pool." I let my legs float back behindme.

"Ah yes, leftover talent from my high school glory days. I was on the divingteam."

"Never would have guessed. Were yougood?"

"I was. I spent my college summers doing cliff diving shows in Mexico. Made goodmoney."

"Sounds scary. Weren't you afraid you'd break yourneck?"

"It was a distinct possibility that I accepted easily." A dark flicker in his eyes makes it easy to find the hidden meaning in his statement. The thought of potential death was welcome, it seems. There are more layers to the man than I have the stamina or enthusiasm to peelaway.

"I didn't expect to see you here tonight," I say. "I wasn't sure if I'd see you atall."

He lifts me higher, and I fall forward into his arms. His hand sweeps around and takes hold of my ass. He squeezes it just enough to send a tremor of warmth through me. "Why did you think that?" heasks.

I'm far braver when Angie's prevalent. But with the way my body presses anxiously against him, physically, I'm still weak as a kitten in his arms. "You said I would lead to your downfall." I reach up and rub my fingers along the beard stubble on his chin. It is rare for him to be unpolished or unshaven. I like the rougher look. I look him in the eyes, even knowing just how damn seductive his gaze can be. "How will I lead to yourdownfall?"

Kane lifts his hand and pushes a wet strand of hair back from my face. It's too normal. Too tender. It makes me lose the thread of our conversation for a second and my mind goes straight to him fuckingme.

"You're my weakness," he says. "My Achilles' heel. Something I never knew I had untilnow."

I don't know how to process his declaration. There are too many conflicting voices in my head. In between the muddled thoughts, my pussy is aching for attention. "I'm just little old Tawny with no home or decent family. I'm nobody's Achilles' heel." I move closer so that my nipples rub against his chest. "You are a complicated man, Mr. Freestone. I wish I could see inside you to figure out how youwork."

He shakes his head slightly. "Sweet Sin, you don't want to look inside this. It's all bad. I'm as warped as theycome."

I kiss his chest. His grip on my ass tightens as he presses my hip against hiserection.

"It can't be all bad." I scoot back out of his arms and look at him. "And you're not weak. You walk into a room and everyone holds theirbreath."

His dark lashes drop lower over his blue eyes. "Youwalk into a room andIhold mybreath."

His words wrap around me and hold me hostage for a moment. There is little nectar in my blood and I have no leather cuffs on, but he still has me captive. I float back away from his arms. "Show me," I say quietly. "Show me. Where do I make youweak?"

He takes possessive hold of my wrist, mimicking the leather cuff. One sharp yank and I'm resting against his erection again. He holds my hand tightly as he lowers my palm to his chest. "Here," he says in that mellow, hard liquor tone. He lowers my hand beneath the water and presses it against his cock. "And here. Always here. Day and fucking night. You are my nectar, SweetSin."

A groan rolls up from his chest as my fingers tighten around his cock. He releases my wrist and takes hold of my face. His kiss starts unusually gentle but quickly progresses to deep andpunishing.

I'm so heady from the onslaught, I'm barely aware when he lifts me from the water and the pool. He carries me dripping wet to one of the upholstered chaise lounges and lowers me down. I'm wet and cold and thankful when his body covers me. He leans between my thighs and places his palm against my face. Water from his hair drips onto my cheek. He flicks it away with histhumb.

That same thumb traces around my mouth. "These lips," he mutters. "Can't get them out of my head." He kisses me as he fills me with his erection. My pussy contracts around him, but I don't melt instantly into anorgasm.

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