Page 3 of Giovanni's Obsession

“It’s really nice to meet you Gio. Did you just move here?” I ask, concentrating on locking the doors.

When he doesn’t answer, I turn around and see that yet again he is gone. Like a vision that was never really there.

Shrugging my shoulders, I take off at a brisk walk towards my apartment. It’s time to start packing.

Giovanni

I follow Raven from the shadows towards her apartment building. Last night was the first night I’ve ever done so. I spent the night on the fire escape under her bedroom window.

I honestly don’t understand this obsessive need to be close to her. It’s not like me at all. I’d text my brother about it but I don’t want to disturb him on whatever mission he is currently on.

He’d probably say that I’ve slid the rest of the way onto the crazy train and that I should retire from this life.

I watch as she lets herself into her apartment before making my way to the side alley and up the fire escape to watch her from the window.

She flits from room to room, shoving clothes into bags and I briefly wonder if she’s so untidy that she’s got that much laundry to do. I realize it's not laundry when she begins pulling clothes from the drawers and closet.

“Where are you going little bird?” I whisper out loud.

Hearing a noise from down below, I lean over the rail silently to take a look. I can’t make out the guy's features but there’s definitely someone down there peeping into windows.

Moving to go back down, I step the wrong way with my boot making a small sound that must scare the fucker as he takes off running back down the alley.

Thinking he was probably just some homeless guy looking for trash, I look back through the window searching for Raven.

She must have gotten a shower because she walks into her bedroom in nothing but a towel with her hair all wet.

My body immediately takes notice. She’s flawless with dark skin that makes my mouth water.

My eyes are riveted as she sits down on the edge of the bed, letting the towel drop to the floor. I know I should look away but I can’t seem to help myself where she’s concerned.

Hell, look at where I’m currently at instead of on my next mission where I’m supposed to be.

Watching her rub lotion down each leg, across her torso and her arms, my cock is rock hard, throbbing with a need like I’ve never felt before.

As I watch, the look on her face changes and I hold my breath as her hand slowly glides between her breasts, straight to her clit.

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