Page 77 of Darling Obsession

Did she wear that for me?

She already took off her shoes and stands barefoot on my floor.

I stand on the bottom stair, leaving space between us. Her eyes rake over me. I’m not wearing anything but a pair of black pajama pants that I pulled on when I received Manus’ text.

And with her eyes all over the front of my pants, I’m already getting hard.

“Hi,” she says softly.

My heart is thumping, blood is rushing to my dick, and I’m not sure she understands what she’s getting into here. If she thinks she came hard last night, that was nothing.

I’ve spent countless hours today vividly imagining ways to make her scream.

“I thought you were starting your new job tonight,” I say evenly.

“I did. I went home after my shift. But then I just couldn’t sleep, so…”

Her unfinished sentence hangs in the air between us.

I wonder what panties she put on for me.

Or if she’s wearing any.

“This is stupid. I should go.”

But she doesn’t go. She just stands there, gazing at me with those wide-open blue eyes.

“Has anyone ever told you,” I ask her, stepping down the last stair and stalking slowly toward her, “that you have lost kitten energy?”

“Uh… no.”

“I told you not to come here.”

“I heard you.”

“You should leave.”

“I know.”

I stop in front of her, and she makes no move to leave.

“I was just thinking that maybe we should do it again, you know?” she says tentatively. “I mean, you’re really good at it…” As she speaks, she inches closer to me, her eyes roaming hungrily over my bare upper body. “And it seems kind of lonely in your house. It’s a shame.” Her pretty eyes meet mine. “You really shouldn’t let such talents go to waste, all alone in here…”

I swallow. “Careful, Quinn. Talk like that will get you fucked.” I mean it as a warning.

But her eyes flare with heat.

My pulse is slamming in my cock.

I’m wrestling with whether to throw her over my shoulder again or throw her out, when she launches at me. Her mouth slams against mine, and I catch her.

She moans, sliding her sweet tongue into my mouth.

I’m supposed to say no to this?

Send her away?

I’m already drowning in the way she kisses me as she climbs me like a tree. Like she’s been thinking about this all day.

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