Page 110 of Pretty Obsessed

He parted my lips as I said as much, driving my point home. “I could behave… Maybe.”

"Isn't that what you said at the tattoo parlor in Japan? Then your bodyguard had to have them all sign NDAs?"

He laughed and kissed me harder. “While you're right, you still should have come."

"And given the press more fodder? Nothing like spending time in Japan then sneaking to NYC for your birthday. I think at some point they'll stop believing my publicist if we keep this up." I could only imagine their reaction if they knew he was here, and I happened to be spotted at the same hotel.

"Is that bad?" he said, between thoroughly exploring my mouth with his tongue.

"For me… probably not. For you…" What did he want me to say? I was out. He wasn't. He had a lot more hanging on this.

He grabbed my face and backed towards the middle of the room. "I need to be inside you."

A smile spread across my lips. Why did it feel so good to be so wanted by him?

“Tell me how bad?” I don't know where the coy came from, but I wanted more of his words.

"I've been thinking about it since you booked the ticket." He reached for my belt, easily undoing it. Nimble fingers opened my button and fly. “I’ve been thinking about it all night.” He took my hand and put it on his groin. “Feel this. I’ve been like this for days. I’ve nearly jacked myself raw to those videos you sent.”

His words exhilarated me. “All week?"

"Yes, over and over. Being apart hasn’t been easy.” He wrapped his hand around my dick, and I had a hard time focusing on words at all.

"Oh…"

"Is that all you have to say?" he asked while stroking his hand up my cock.

"You make it a little difficult to form coherent thoughts.” My entire body shuddered. You know the sex is fucking amazing when you physically miss it. I'd been craving him in the most primal ways, and nothing I did helped. I knew not even sex with another person would have helped.

My body and mind wanted him, which was an amazing and terrible place to be in when this person was only meant to be a fuck buddy.

"Should I stop?"

"No, you promised me your birthday and I am going to take full advantage."

"I think it was you who promised me you'd fly out as a gift." He laughed, rubbing his thumb under my head. “And anything I wanted.”

"You said you wanted to stay in bed all day. Those are the terms I agreed to!" My words quickly devolved into moans.

“I have so much more I want.”

I didn’t know what had come over him, but I liked it.My blood boiled under my skin. “Tell me what you want. I’m yours.” I meant it in so many more ways than he’d ever know, too.

He shoved me into the wall, roughly stroking while trying to shove my jeans down. “I’m going to take you against the wall until you come all over me.”

“Fuuuck.” Frantically I opened his zipper, freeing his cock, already leaking and throbbing.

“May I?” I asked as I started to lower down to my knees.

He tightened his hold on me. “No. I told you. I need inside of you.”

“Condoms? Lube?” I asked breathlessly as he kissed me, unrelenting and demanding.

He fished a packet of lube out of his pocket and pushed it into my chest.

“Don’t tell me you’ve been carrying that all night. I would have popped it and been wet.”

He laughed but shook his head. “A parting gift from Iris.”

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