Page 59 of His Coveted Obsession

Easton sat at one of the small tables to wait for his drink and treat, as I took the rest of the orders. It was too busy to take his order to him, but once it died down, I took a break and sat at his table.

“You don’t have to work here anymore,” he said.

“But I do. I appreciate all you’ve done for me, Superman, but the money won’t last forever. Besides, what if you break up with me?” I shuddered at the thought. The very idea sent me into a near panic. I also had to be realistic, despite my love and obsession with Easton.

“Why would I break up with you?”

I shrugged. “There are lots of reasons, but I think I’d die if you did.”

Was that too much pressure? Probably. But I wanted to be as honest with him as he was with me.

He took a sip of his tea and then a bite of his roll. After wiping his mouth, he stood and adjusted his tie. “Let me show you how much you belong to me. In the bathroom. Now.”

“A-aren’t you going to finish your drink?”

“I’d rather have you.”

I stared up at him with such longing, love, and adoration. Easton was my perfect soulmate.

“Oh, naughty,” I said quietly.

If I got caught, I’d probably be fired, but this was my break, right? I had time. Just as long as we were careful.

I followed Easton into one of the two single bathrooms we had. Once I stepped in behind him, he flipped the lock.

Desperate with need for him, I jumped, and he caught me, but then winced and hissed before he set me back onto my feet.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I injured my arm on the trip.”

“Oh god… how? What happened?”

“It’s nothing, Thomas.”

“Are you sure?” When I reached for his shoulder, he grasped my wrist.

“I’m fine.”

He let go and pulled me back to him, and I peppered his face with kisses.

“I missed you,” I said again. “So much.”

My mouth landed on his, and I devoured his lips and tongue, tasting of cinnamon and chai mixed with his gentle cologne. His taste was as sweet as he was.

He suddenly spun me around to face the tiled wall, making me dizzy for a moment.

“I need you,” he growled in my ear.

“Yes…”

“Hands against the wall.”

I did as I was told as he reached around my front to undo my chinos. My cock was already achingly hard for him. He wassosexy and hot.

“I haven’t prepped.”

Easton tugged down my pants and underwear around my thighs and kicked my legs apart. “It doesn’t matter. Now, don’t move.”

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