Page 33 of Beautiful Obsession


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“No.” Her laugh was strained as she tossed her head from side to side as I thrust my finger deep inside. “You’re a creature from my nightmares.”

“We shall see what you call them when our time is concluded.” Little did she know I had other plans for her. My mouth watered at the thought as I flicked my finger around her clit several times, growling as she whimpered, the sound like kitten purrs. “Does that feel good?”

“God. Yes. Yes!” Another nervous laugh escaped her lips. This woman was driving me to the point of sheer madness.

I rolled my lips from one side of her jaw to the other, finally nipping her lower lip. “Give me your key. I am going to fuck you.”

She blinked several times, fighting to slide her fingers into the small purse still dangling on her arm. The second she’d wrapped her fingers around it, I yanked the card from her hand, pulling her with me as I moved toward the door.

As soon as I was inside, I ripped off my jacket, tossing it aside then moving toward the set of French doors, throwing them open wide. I took a deep breath of the ocean air, allowing it to fill my lungs before turning to face her. Light shimmered across the gently rolling waters, lapping at the strip of soft sand. A hammock tied to two palm trees stretched out across the landscape, the scene romantic, meant for lovers.

I wasn’t that kind of man, my brutality making me incapable of revealing a softer side. I simply took what I wanted, feasting until I could find even a moment of satisfaction. With her I could be sated for hours, but the hunger would always return, just like it would after this night.

I sensed her approach and the fire in my belly exploded. When I turned around, she lifted her chin, her rebellious side far too delicious to ignore. She’d removed her sandals, and with her tousled hair and the way she tried to hold the bodice of her dress in place, I was even more mesmerized than before.

“Undress,” I commanded.

She shook her head.

“You will learn to obey me, Stephanie. If you don’t, you won’t like the consequences.” If she wanted to play coy, then I’d indulge her, if only for a little while. After that, excuses wouldn’t be allowed.

As I advanced, I tore off my shirt, buttons popping away from the level of violence I used. She backed against the wall, her purse slipping to the floor. After moving closer, I kicked it aside, planting one hand on either side of her. Only the moon dancing across the bay waters provided any light, a reminder of the night before, but everything had changed between us. I’d memorized every inch of her, the taste lingering long after I’d walked out of the hotel room in New York.

We were no longer strangers, yet we weren’t lovers. My cock twitched painfully, my inability to control my actions slamming against my need for total control. She did that to me with her soft curves and aristocratic face, her luscious mouth and eyes that had easily been able to drive a stake into what was left of my soul.

“Do you know what I’m going to do with you?” I asked, the question nothing but rhetorical bullshit.

“No. Tell me.”

“Shred the last of your innocence, my lioness. When I’m finished with you tonight, you’ll scream out my name as you beg for more.”

Her defiance spiked, the laugh slipping past her voluptuous lips as tempting as the rest of her. The yin and yang of our enjoyment was delicious, as unexpected as the woman herself.

I took several deep breaths, trying to curtail the beast, but it was already too late. The second she slammed her hands against me, using enough force I was shoved back by a few inches, she lunged away. Laughing, I caught her wrist easily, swinging her around. I snagged her long strands, wrapping them around my fingers and yanking her head back. Using one hand, I easily ripped down the front of her dress, destroying it.

She gasped, still fighting me by pressing her palms against my chest. However, the expression on her face was anything but angry or fearful of what I would do. She was enjoying every minute of being taken, indulging in the same darkness that had consumed me for years.

With a single snap of my hand, I removed the rest of her dress, barely dropping it before sliding my finger under the elastic of her panties, jerking them away. As soon as she was free from the burden of them, I rolled my fingers between her breasts to her stomach, taking a few seconds to encircle her bellybutton.

I couldn’t wait to grind my tongue inside of her, lapping up her sweet cream. My cock continued to ache at the thought of pounding into her tight pussy, driving her into the throes of ecstasy. Yet the added temptation of claiming her ass once again was never far from my mind. For hours I’d imagined the moment I’d take her again. Fucking hours. The thought had driven me mad during the flight, my cock remaining at full attention, making the entire flight excruciating. She would pay for keeping me in such a condition.

“Are you ready for me, my beautiful creature?” I asked, although there was no way she could deny me. I continued teasing her with my fingers before sliding my hand between her legs.

“Would you care if I said no?” She took several gasping breaths, dragging her tongue across her lips. I adored the light sheen of perspiration on her face, the way strands of hair flowed across her shoulders from the ocean breeze wafting in through the open French doors.

“The question is, could you do without, or would you spend the night clutching your pillow, wishing that you’d begged me to stay?” I enjoyed pushing her buttons just as she’d been doing with me. I’d never bothered before with another woman, had never felt the need. But with her, everything was different, more enjoyable. It was as if the intimacy was new, even though I’d had my share of women over the years.

Her answer was provided in actions as she unfastened my belt buckle, her breathing even more scattered than before. As she yanked at my button and zipper, there was a sense of urgency in what she was doing, the heat resonating from her body almost suffocating. I was floored that she liked it rough, ignoring the method of seduction in exchange for hard core fucking.

She was shaking by the time she finished her task, her eyes now completely closed. When she pressed her hand against me, her nails digging into my chest, I added a second and third finger, plunging several times. I swirled my thumb around her clit, the scent of her growing desire another temptation that was nearly impossible to ignore.

My patience had already waned, my heart racing from the increased adrenaline. I rolled my slickened fingers along her stomach, encircling first one nipple then the other before sliding them around her sweet lips. “Open your mouth.”

There was no hesitation, but as soon as I slid my fingers inside, she wrapped her hand around my wrist, her soft murmurs continuing to call to the beast inside.

“Be very careful, my beautiful creature.” I could tell she had no intentions of being careful or of hiding her true self. With me, she was allowed to partake in her greatest fantasies no matter the level of darkness or how sinful the act. I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off her as she performed the task, licking my fingers clean. There was something so provocative about the simple act, a sheer indulgence that a man like me should never have.

I removed my fingers, immediately tearing at my trousers, kicking off my shoes.

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