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I frown, cradling her to let her know she’s beloved. “Then why?”

“It’s just a lot right now. With the concert that’s tomorrow and...”

“You will be fine,” I say, stroking her back. “Don’t worry that pretty, little head. I’m here now.”

“You’ll be sitting in the audience tomorrow won’t you? Just like you promised?”

I pull away a little to look at her as she peers up at me. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Our eyes hijack, neither of us blinking. I feel her in every part of me. The good ones, the ugly ones. And they’re all hers.

In her hands they are bearable. She smooths the edges, easing the suffering. When she buries her face against my chest again, the pain in my shaft turns unbearable and I place a tender kiss against her temple.

She tenses but I don’t stop, tracing my mouth down her cheek, jawline, loving the powder soft skin. A pulse flutters on her throat and I catch it, crushing it like the wings of a butterfly. It’s a warning, a gentle reminder of my true nature.

To my relief she responds, tilting her head to the side, voluntarily giving me more access.

My eyes flare.All mine, you don’t even know what you’re doing.

Her innocence makes me want to protect her from myself, but the other part of me won’t allow me. It will starve without her, already hungry, greedy. Ferocious.

Pull away, Amber. Pull away before it’s far too late...

The first touch of her tongue against mine, feels like a lash of fiery whip. I go from infernal hot to an icy cold, then back again. I’m in her mouth, I can taste her, I swallow her. She moans, stopping my heart for a second and I eat her mouth harder, needing to hear more of those sounds.

The kiss grows frantic, out of control. I feel undead. She’s inside me now, lapping at me in rapid strokes, pumping my veins full with her poison and I pull back, my eyes shuddering.

“Fuck, you make me feel alive,” I groan, staring up at the ceiling with hooded eyes and I feel like a fiend getting his crucial dose of goodness.

“Stan, I want more,” she says, tugging at my t-shirt. “Don’t stop kissing me.”

She likes this. Likes what I can give her.

I kiss her, until my sanity is only hanging by a fine thread and she lets out little pants, her eyes flaring in shock, her mouth starting to burn under mine. I don’t stop, ravished for her. I don’t stop, not until she begs me to and when she pulls away, her lips look aching, her skin flushed and she wipes her mouth with her sleeve.

Rubbing my lips with my fingers, I savor the taste of her, before giving her a long look.

“Why did you end it?” I want to punish her for pulling away. For taking away what’s mine.

Her eyes dart and she whispers, “Had to.” Straightening she says in a clearer voice. “I thought I was going to...”

“What?”

She swallows, looking lost. “Lose myself.”

In my chest, my heart expands. Lost for me, when I am already so lost in her? We’ll find ourselves in each other.

Reaching my hand out, I murmur, “Come here.”

Amber hesitates and I don’t like it. I want her to come to me whenever I tell her to. No doubts. No questions. Nothing but surrender.

Clasping my hand in hers, she says, “Can we make it a little less intense this time?”

Slower. That’s all she asks from me. And I’m going to have to adjust even if I want to break her in pieces.

“Anything for you, all mine,” I say against her lips and they pull into a smile when I sit down, dragging her into my lap and we kiss like I don’t have something clawing at my chest, needing to be let out.

I kiss her carefully, making her sigh and she digs her fingers into my short hair, her little body warm and safe against mine. I’ll satiate her. Slake whatever she needs me to slake.

She’s happy now. Comforted by my ability to rein myself in. For now she wants something normal.

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