Page 45 of Illicit Obsession


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It took everything inside of me not to stagger backward. Thank God for the mask to disguise my face. “Who was he?”

She squeezed her eyes closed, tears sneaking out and trailing down her cheeks. “My stepbrother.”

The room spun, nearly throwing me off balance. I didn’t understand. If Ari loved me, then why had she disappeared? Why had she let me think she was dead?

As much as I wanted answers, I needed to be inside her more. Her last words had changed everything, and I was afraid if we talked about our pasts, I would lose her again.

My ongoing anger with Ari simmered down.She still loves me. Easing into her again, her pussy clenched my cock as her words sunk into my gut. There hadn’t been anyone else. I was the only guy she’d ever loved. My heart truly beat again for the first time in years. Ari was alive, and I was inside her. Maybe fate had brought her back to me. I wasn’t sure.

The protective walls I’d built around me crumbled with each thrust. There was so much to say, but I wanted to show her first. The conversation might break me all over again, and in these few minutes, I tried to pretend that I hadn’t ever lost her. That she hadn’t ever betrayed me, and that I had never died inside.

Reaching between her legs, I pinched her clit. Her tight cunt pulsed around my cock in response.

“Are you ready to cum for me, my pet?”

“Please let me.”

“Good girl—asking permission first.”

Sensing she was on the brink of her release, I reached up for the anal beads and slowly began to pull them out.

“Oh my god, that feels—” Her screams echoed off the walls as her pussy clenched and her body convulsed as she orgasmed.

I removed the toy then pounded into her deep and fast, chasing my release. A hard realization gripped my chest. If I was about to reveal myself, this might be our last time together. One part of me hated her; the other had never stopped loving her. I wasn’t sure if I could walk away from her again.

Before I could try to prolong my time with her, my dick betrayed me. My body tensed and trembled, leaving me breathless as I finished.

Silence filled the room as I remained inside her, soaking up the feeling. Ari had been the only girl I’d ever loved, and she had confessed the same. Now I had to find out what happened to her after the fire.

ChapterTwenty-One

Jagger

Ipulled out of her, then held my fingertip over Peter’s name, etched in her skin. The motherfucker had placed it low enough that if she wore panties, I didn’t think it would be visible, but I wasn’t sure.

Slowly tracing the letters, she froze. “Peter,” I growled.

“Please don’t.” Her cry lodged in her throat. “I’m begging you.”

I ignored her, gently touching each letter. “Any man that hurts people like what he’s done to you deserves to die.” I knelt and untied her legs from the barrel, then her wrists. “Stand up and get dressed.”

She straightened and rubbed her arms. Indents from the ties graced her pale skin, but they would fade in a few minutes.

Ari shot me a sideways glance as she slipped into her denim mini skirt and pink top. Her nipples poked through the thin fabric, and I longed to suck on them.

I strolled past her and removed a key from the pocket of my black slacks. Grinning, I slid it into the keyhole and locked us in the room. Ari couldn’t run. She had to talk to me whether she liked it or not.

“In case you wanted to leave.”

She frowned. “You locked me in?”

“Yes.”

“Why?” She fisted her trembling hands but squared her shoulders.

My pet pretended not to be scared, and I wondered if she was having flashbacks of what Peter had done to her. My chest ached with the thought.

I walked a slow circle around her, my heart pounding so loud, I couldn’t hear the sound of the noisy furnace in the old building.

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