Page 67 of His Coveted Obsession

“Me, too. This’ll be fun.”

I took his backpack from him, tossed it over my shoulder, and threaded our fingers together as we walked to my car.

“East, do you ever think you’d want to go to school?”

“No.”

“I guess not. You’re already successful, right?”

“That’s right. I’m fine where I’m at. I don’t have the patience to be surrounded by strangers day in and day out. I would find it… exhausting.”

“Yeah, you’re kind of introverted. I get that.”

I said nothing when we reached my car. I popped the trunk, tossed his backpack in there, and pulled out silk ropes and a hood.

“Turn around,” I ordered.

When Thomas eagerly faced away from me, I grabbed his hands and bound them to where it was tight enough he couldn’t escape, but not so tight he lost circulation.

“This is so exciting. I’ve never done something like this before. I have no idea why the idea turns me on. There’s something feral about it. Raw, you know? Like we’re using our base instincts for pleasure. There’s no overthinking. Just doing. The idea of you just using me like an animal is… I have no words to describe it. Does that make sense?”

I smiled at his rambling as I put the hood over his head. Thomas completely understood. He was definitely my match, as opposite as he was from me. He didn’t seem the type to want such things, but it proved you couldn’t judge a book by its cover.

“It makes perfect sense,” I said, easing him into the backseat of my car, facedown.

I drove toward Rock Creek Park. While the park was busy with hikers and joggers during the day, it would be deserted at night. But I didn’t plan on sticking with the trail. The area was covered in thick woods.

In the back, Thomas chatted and rambled in his excitement, and probably nerves. Usually, when people talked that much, it annoyed me. But when someone belonged to me, I supposed it didn’t matter.

When we parked in the parking lot, I got out and helped Thomas out. Holding him by the elbow, I tugged him toward the denser part of the woods. The moon was full, and the trees were bare, so it wasn’t difficult to see where you were going.

There was a light breeze, but it wasn’t cold, which stirred through my hair, and the air had an earthy smell from the trees and soil.

“You’re my prisoner to do with as I wish,” I said, slipping into the role of predator. “And you need to be punished.”

“Oh, no… please don’t hurt me, mister. I’ll do anything you want if you don’t hurt me.”

I grinned as my cock stirred to life. “Anything?”

“Yes, anything you want. If I please you, will you let me go?”

“It takes a lot to please me.”

Our feet crunched through dead leaves and dried twigs, the woods silent beyond that.

“I can imagine a big, strong man like you would be hard to please, but I’ll sure try to do my best to make you happy so you don’t punish me.”

Once I led him deeper into the woods, we stopped, and I removed his hood. His curls were mussed, and he looked at me with adoring eyes that glittered in the moonlight. The way he looked at me like that all the time made my heart beat faster. No one in the world ever wanted me as much as Thomas did.

“If you can run and escape me, you’ll be free to go. If I catch you, I will have my way with you, and there will be nothing you can do to stop me. Then you’ll be my prisoner to please me forever.”

“Thank you for this chance, mister. God, my heart’s racing so fast. This is exciting.”

I turned him around and untied him. I knew he wouldn’t try that hard to escape, and I wouldn’t give him too much of a head start. The pointwasto catch him.

I grinned, tugged on the navy-blueRalph Laurensweater I’d bought him, and pulled him close. “Run, little rabbit.”

Thomas bolted away and ran through the trees. He immediately tripped over a rock or root and fell onto his hands and knees. I shook my head and chuckled.

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