Page 51 of Saved from Obsession

“I don’t feel tough,” I admit, plucking at the fabric of the couch. “I feel weak, and scared, and I hate it.”

“You’re not weak, and it’s okay to be scared.” Pulling me into the circle of his arms, Leo shifts on the couch so he’s laying back with me on top of him. “But this is actually helpful information. Now we have a direction to go in with our investigation.”

“It is?”

“Yes.” He sounds certain. “I’ll be looking online, I’m going to call Beth, and there’s another guy, Tex, I’m going to ask to help. I met him a few times during some training exercises years ago—he was a SEAL until he was medically retired—and he can find outanything. He does consulting work for all branches of the military and he’s always busy, but when he hears about what’s been going on, I’m sure he’ll help.”

A flicker of hope ignites inside me. Leo, Beth—who already helped, and this guy Tex—maybe things aren’t as terrible as I’m thinking.Maybe.

The little flame gives life to another emotion I’ve been suppressing. Anger. “I’m so mad,” I say slowly, testing out the words. “Everything that’s happened, all because of some crazy person who’s obsessed with me for some reason?”

“It’s natural to be angry about it,” Leo agrees. “I know I’mfurious.”

“I’d even be okay with it if things ended now. I’m mad, but I can accept what happened. But to know this person is still out there?” My voice rises as the sparks of anger flare to a fire.

“All I want is to have a normal life. A job, a house I don’t have run from, to spend time out in the open with the man I love—”

Oh. My mouth snaps shut as I realize what just came out. I wanted to tell Leo I loved him, butthiswasn’t how I planned to do it.

Leo lifts me up his chest so our faces are even. His gaze is intense and piercing. “Did you just say what I thought I heard?”

“Um. Yes?” I gulp, suddenly nervous. “I didn’t mean for it to come out that way, it just—”

He closes his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath. “Georgia,” he says, as his eyes reopen, fierce with emotion, “I love you. I’ve been waiting for the right moment to say it, but I shouldn’t have. I should have just told you the moment I knew.”

“You love me?” I parrot back at him.

“Yes.” His lips descend on mine, the kiss fast and rough and passionate. “I love you more than I ever thought possible. Before I met you, I didn’t think I needed a relationship, or love. But that wasn’t true. I need it, butonlywith you.Youare the one I’ve been waiting for.”

How is it possible to find so much joy in the middle of all this chaos?

“I love you, Leo. And I was waiting, too. Waiting to meet you, even though I didn’t know it. Waiting to tell you, even though my heart was shouting it every time I saw you.”

“And Leo,” I brush my mouth across his jaw and linger on his lips before continuing, “I don’t want to sit here being upset about things out of my control. Not when I have the man I love laying under me.”

“Oh?” One eyebrow quirks up, and his voice lifts. “Whatdoyou want to do?”

“I want to make love to you. I want to celebrate that we love each other. I know we have things to deal with today, but I wantthisfirst.”

Leo’s gaze goes dark and hungry. “Cole is going to want to meet as soon as Rylan gets back. So we’d have to hurry.”

Sitting up, I straddle Leo’s lap and yank off my shirt in one tug. Tossing it across the room with a flourish, I smile at him. “I’m okay with that.”

Leo breathes out, “Georgia.”

His big hands curve around my waist so they’re almost completely wrapped around it. Then he drags them up my ribcage until his palms are cupping my breasts. I’m not wearing a bra so there’s nothing between my skin and his as he traces his thumbs around my nipples, teasing them until they’re so sensitive each touch sends a jolt of arousal straight to my core.

He’s swelling beneath me, thick and hard and pressing into the junction of my thighs. I rotate my hips on top of him and he lets out a low hiss of pleasure, jerking his growing length against me. Two spots of color deepen on his cheekbones and his pupils expand until his eyes are nearly black with desire.

Leo sits up suddenly, one arm sliding behind my back so I don’t fall. Then he leans forward and sucks one nipple into his mouth, flicking and licking and sucking. I arch into him without thinking, pushing my breast further into his mouth, my body instinctively seeking what he’s offering.

His other hand is still at my other breast, and he alternates his fingers and lips as he drives me into a frenzy of need. I’m grinding against him—even through the layers of fabric, my folds are opening over his growing length.

I’m desperate for Leo, to feel our bodies coming together as one. I always want him, lust for him, but this is more intense than I’ve ever felt before. Maybe it’s the chaos around us, heightened emotions, telling Leo I love him—but my body is achingly empty and Ineedto feel him inside me.

Single-minded in my mission, I fumble with the zipper of his pants, growling in frustration as the stupid thing won’t come undone. The fabric is pulled too tightly over the bulge in his pants and I’ve never been more irritated at a pair of jeans than I am right now.

“Georgia, hang on.” Leo lifts his head from my breast and gives me a little smirk. “There’s a better way to do that.” Then—in some kind of super athletic move I wouldn’t have thought possible—he gets off the couch while simultaneously and effortlessly taking me along with him.

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