Page 104 of Unholy Obsession

I stare up at the ceiling, chewing my lip.

I give himcrazy.

I give him problems he didn’t have before.

I give himtoo much.

I am too much.

I always have been. Too much for Mam. Too much for Domhnall. Too much for my first boyfriend. Too much for everyone who ever got too close.

And yeah, that’s the entire fucking list.

Even Quinn, my closest friend, looks at me like I’m exhausting sometimes. Like she wants to ask,Could you just not?

She and everyone else manage to keep their shit together just fine. Meanwhile, I can’t hold down a job to save my fucking life.Sheworks two jobs, and here I am, falling apart because I woke up alone.

But Bane is different.

Helovesme.

Well. Hethinkshe does.

He loved me enough to marry me.

Except… hehadto. If he didn’t, he would’ve lost everything.

I squeeze my eyes shut, shoving those thoughts away, forcing myself to focus on last night instead. He was gentle and then rough and then?—

Fuck, I came so many times I lost count.

My fingers slip between my legs before I even think about it. I’m already wet, already aching, already needing. I bite my lip, thighs clenching around my hand as I let the memory take over.

And then I freeze.

Bane wouldn’t like this. His stupid rules. His obsession with control. His belief that I shouldwaitfor pleasure.

I groan, pressing my forehead into his pillow.

But what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. It’s not a lie if I just don’t tell him, right?

I barely have time to make up my mind before my orgasm rips through me, fast and hard. My body curls around my own hand, my free hand gripping his pillow so tight my knuckles ache.

And then it’s over.

And I feel guilty.

But the damage is already done, so what does itmatterif I do it again?

And again?

Andagain?

By the time I hit my tenth orgasm, my body starts to betray me. The pleasure dulls, my clit going rubbery and numb. No, no, no. I rub harder, but it just makes things worse.

And then I’m crying.

I flop back on the bed, yanking the blankets over my head, my chest heaving, tears leaking into the pillowcase that still smells like him.

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