Page 74 of Their Stolen Obsession
The guy was already dead, so I couldn’t kill him. I wanted to hurt someone for what was done to her, but there was no one except fucking Sebastian. I couldn’t even end his miserable existence because he was for Liv to deal with, and she wasn’t ready for that yet. That motherfucker was alive, breathing, but barely. At least, the thought of his suffering gave me a thrill.
“Morning,” Liv whispered with a small smile.
Every time Liv awoke, she appeared shy, like we had only met for the first time every morning for the past seven days straight. She was fucking cute. I wanted to cuddle her, squeeze her like a fucking teddy bear I’d worship until the stuffing came out, and I’dhave to get someone to sew it and fix my obsession I wanted to take everywhere with me.
I knew what it was like to lose Liv, to no longer have the most precious addiction I had ever had. My most treasured possession, who I had feared I’d never see again or would find deceased. I never wanted to experience that agony again.
“Good morning, sweetheart,” Sin said as he played with Liv’s hair sprawled out on my pillow, and he lightly sniffed the strands. “Goddamn, you smell fucking lovely.”
“Do I?” Liv asked as she turned over to lie flat on the bed and faced my best friend. “What about my breath?”
Sin took a whiff and made a face. “Um… Not so much.”
“Sin!” Liv exclaimed with a giggle and slapped him on the chest.
Sin groaned. “Mm… Foreplay. You know the way into a dark man’s heart.”
Liv went to hit Sin again and caught herself before she delivered a blow to his shoulder. The bed bounced as she turned away from him and peered at me, but she was blushing. I couldn’t contain the big fucking smile on my face because she was too damn cute.
Liv turned beet red, and I couldn’t contain a chuckle. She took the pillow out from underneathher head and whacked me with it. My laughter echoed in the room and grew louder as I grabbed a cushion to protect myself. This only made her hit me again.
“That’s it!” I exclaimed.
My pillow connected with her head, and she squealed while I got up on my knees. The excitement coming from Liv made me as equally exhilarated as feathers came loose and flew in the air. This meant war.
“While you girls are engaging in some form of weird pillow talk, should I go make a pot of coffee?” Sin asked.
“Yes!” Liv giggled loudly, standing up on the bed.
Liv laughed hard, and she snorted like a piglet. She was fucking darling; I wanted her to make the noise again.
Sin cursed. “I’ll let you two have a moment.”
I swung two pillows at the same time while she ducked down, and I missed her. My cushions smacked together, the fabric ripped, and feathers fluttered everywhere. Liv’s laughter made my heart hammer fast I thought I might suffer a heart attack, but the erratic palpitations weren’t the organ going into failure. It was my love for Liv making my ticker two times its size.
Good Lord. I was down bad for Liv. Completely smitten like a fucking kitten, I missed a pillow making an uppercut for my chin.
Liv got me good. I lost my balance and fell backward onto my back, my body bouncing as soon as I hit the mattress. She laughed even harder, straddled me and beat me with the pillow, which ended up only being the casing within a few seconds. Every single feather was everywhere, but I didn’t give a damn because Liv, my little obsession, was on top of me.
Liv was touching me. Not in her sleep, not in some damn dream, but in this precious moment in time that I didn’t want to let go of. Liv was completely one hundred fucking percentmine.
I could feel Liv with her hands on my chest, her breath on my face and her legs wrapped around mine. Her body molded perfectly against me, her pussy aligned with my cock, and my erection awakened. Again. Shit. She stopped laughing.
I prepared for Liv to retreat, to move off me, but she didn’t. She couldn’t see me among the feather cloud still fluttering in a downward spiral to land on top of me. I was afraid to touch her and break this miracle of a spell that she had cast. Mesmerized and transfixed, I was entirely at her mercy. I’d let Liv do whatever she wanted to me because this had been the moment I had been fucking waiting for. She wasall I’d ever hope for, even if I had to hang tight for a goddamn lifetime.
Feathers covered my face and all I could see was white. Liv ran a hand up my bare chest while damn shivers ran down my spine and blood rushed to my manhood. It was all too obvious that I wanted her badly, and I heard a slight gasp, but she still didn’t move a muscle. Only her feather-like touch went to my face as she swiped the fluffiness away.
“There you are,” Liv whispered with a slight giggle.
I blew a feather out of my mouth.
“There’s my little obsession.” My girth grew harder by the second.
Liv snorted, and her eyes twinkled. She covered her mouth and wholeheartedly laughed with her forehead against my chest. I rumbled with delight at her fucking lovability.
I mean, come on? Who couldn’t adore Liv?Just look at her. Beautiful as ever.
Her messed-up hair made Liv appear smoking hot, as if someone had fucked her. I even loved her bad breath. Gosh. She was fucking all the great things in this miserable damn world.Everything.
