Page 30 of Echoes of Obsession

Somehow, in the span of a few seconds, Ghost has me flat on my back with him hovering dangerously close to my face.

Thank the good lord that I purchased a wide couch.

“Let’s get one thing straight,” Ghost growls, his hand sliding down my body and gripping my hip tight enough to leave marks. “This body is fucking perfection. I can’t wait to have you in this exact position, completely naked and at my mercy.”

Before I have time to process his words, Ghost’s mouth is on mine. “Open for me, baby,” he whispers. “Let me taste you.”

My mind reels at what’s happening. The hottest man I’ve ever met is holding me down and demanding that I kiss him.

“Ghost,” I gasp, but he doesn’t allow me to say anything more. The second I open my mouth to say his name, his tongue pushes its way in and stakes its claim.

“So fucking good, babe,” he mumbles.

By the time he’s finished, I’m panting and on the verge of a spontaneous orgasm. My hips thrust upward as if reaching for something and Ghost chuckles.

“My girl is sensitive,” he says, kissing the corner of my lips, my cheek, and then my neck. “I bet I could make you come just by sucking on your nipple.”

I don’t have it in me to push him away as he reaches down the top of my shirt and pulls my boob out.

“Let’s try,” he says, right before latching onto my nipple and sucking. I feel him reach his other hand beneath my shirt. My mind screams for him to stop before he feels my rolls, but between him sucking, licking, and biting all over my breast, I can’t for the life of me remember how to talk.

“Most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen,” he mumbles before going back to his ministrations.

“Ghost,” I moan. “I think I’m going to…”

“I know, baby,” he says. “Give me what I want, Snow.”

His hands are everywhere, leaving a trail of warmth wherever he touches. I’m hanging onto the edge of a cliff, but the second he squeezes one nipple and bites the other, I fall.

“That’s it, babe,” he says. “Fucking hell, you’re beautiful.”

“Wow,” I exclaim once my mind is back in working order. “That was unexpected.”

“You’re beautiful,” he repeats. “Your body is beautiful.”

Grabbing my hand, he places it on his very hard situation.

“This is what you do to me without even trying, Snow. Even the thought of you makes my dick hard. Please, believe me when I say that you’re beautiful. Body and mind.”

“Wow,” I repeat. Because what’s a girl to say to all of that? “Do you, uhm, want me to take care of this?”

To emphasize my point, I gently squeeze the hand that Ghost placed on his most delicious parts.

“Babe,” he groans, removing my hand. “This wasn’t about me. My dick is an impatient bastard, but I’m not. You’re too important to simply fuck. Come on, let’s go. I want to take you to work with me tonight. There’s a fight that I’m required to watch.”

Standing, he turns to give Sky some attention.

“A fight?” I ask, sitting up and fixing my shirt before he can see anything. “At the Cage?”

“The Undercage,” he corrects. “And yes. Does Sky’s harness have everything you need?”

“Everything but my meds. I probably shouldn’t go to the Cage,” I say. “The hot atmosphere and the flashing lights are just too much for me to handle. I don’t want to give my body reasons to have a seizure.”

“We’re going before it opens and heading to the cage part of the Cage.”

“Oh,” I reply. “Where the not-so-legal fights take place?”

“I see the girls and Knox have been talking,” he says with false disappointment. “Yes. Where the not-so-legal fights take place. Anyway, you can sit in the box with me. It’s air-conditioned, has one solid light, and most of all is completely safe.”

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