Page 110 of Fierce Obsession

I lick my lips and crawl up her body, kissing along her stomach, biting her breast over her shirt.

“What are you doing?” she asks. “I said?—”

“I don’t really care.” I shake my head and reach down. I line up at her entrance. “I’ve got to have you, Sunny.”

Her eyelashes flutter when I slowly push into her.

“Sore?” I ask.

She focuses back on me. “And if I am?”

“Then maybe I’ll be gentle.”

She frowns. “And if I don’t want that?”

I consider her words as I move. My dick is ruling my brain right now. She seems serious.

“Then I won’t be.”

“Good.”

Okay, then. I watch her face as I fuck her. When her nose scrunches, pain getting the better of her, I put my finger on her clit and distract her with pleasure. She cups her breasts, pinching her nipples through her shirt.

“Fuck, you’re sexy. Show me.”

Her gaze smolders, and she slowly pulls her shirt up. How she can make it a strip tease when I’minsideher is a talent I’ll gladly watch over and over again. Especially when she gets the shirt up over her breasts and her muscles clench around me.

I lean down, knocking her hand away and biting her tit. I suck her nipple into my mouth, my movements slowing. I want to savor it. Her.

She groans and wraps her arms around me. The bite of her nails in my back does something to me. I move faster, chasing my high. She’s getting closer to the edge, her eyes shutting.

“No,” I bite out. “Keep your eyes on me.”

Aurora’s lips part, and her hands grip my neck. I kiss her hard, biting her lower lip until we both taste blood.

This is definitely better than waking up mad. Although she’s probably still going to be pissed at me later for God-knows-what.

I’d take that over silence and cold shoulders.

When she tips over the edge, I pull back just enough to watch her face. Her climax spurs mine on, and for the second time in less than twenty-four hours, I come inside her.

Damn.

Okay, I could do that more often.

As in, never wear a condom ever fucking again.

She exhales shakily. “I’m still pissed at you.”

“For having sex when we weren’t talking?”

“For—yes.That.” She hits my shoulder. “Get off me.”

“Nah.” I drop all my weight down on her, burying my face in her neck. She smells sweet and floral. “I think I’ll stay here for a bit.”

She’s tense, but she can’t fight me forever. And eventually, she relaxes.

I relax, too—until my alarm goes off and ruins everything.

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