Page 138 of The Chase
“There you are,” said Tobias.
Violet stepped back and she looked back coyly at him. “Hello.”
He strolled on in with his usual confidence. “Girl-on-girl action? And you started without me?”
I stood frozen, mortified.
He gave a cute smile. “I followed the exquisite scent of Obsession.”
My perfume; the one gifted to me by him back at the hotel.
Perhaps this was his way of expressing how he felt about me, my beautiful, unfathomable Tobias.
He neared me and wrapped his arm around my waist and jerked me toward his firm chest, his hand sliding down my spine and continuing beneath my dress. He clutched a butt cheek and held me firmly against him.
I yelped as his hand squeezed my arse and he pressed his mouth to mine, kissing fiercely, controlling and giving me no choice but to surrender.
He pulled away and smiled. “Remember, we talked about this, baby. I. Don’t. Share.” He looked over at Violet. “But if you want to play with yourself while we watch, Violet, by all means.”
“Tobias.” I bit my lip.
Violet raised her chin proudly.
“You know I adore you, Violet.” He stared at me as though I was the culprit. “But I’m the jealous kind.”
“I’m not allowed to play with men.” She arched a sexy brow. “You know that.”
“Well, it’s been fun, but Zara has to be up early.” He let me go and strolled over to Violet and reached for her hand.
She raised it and smiled sweetly.
He kissed the back of it. “See you in Utah, Vi.”
“Can’t wait.” She winked at me.
Tobias wrapped his arm around my waist and led me out. We headed back down the hallway toward the foyer.
I let out a deep sigh. “Still trying to work out what happened in there.”
He nudged me against the wall and trapped me there. “Don’t disappear like that again. Understand?”
A jolt of exhilaration made me shudder. “I was trying to avoid—”
His lips crushed mine, his body firm and unrelenting, his cock digging into my abdomen. “Zara, see what kind of trouble you get into when you leave my side.” He broke into a wide grin.
My sudden coyness surprised me and I felt like a naughty schoolgirl. “I didn’t encourage her. She just came to me. Offered me coke and, well, you saw the rest.”
“My timing is impeccable, as always.”
“You seem to know each other well?”
“I’ve never fucked her.”
“Never asked.”
“You thought it.” He lifted my hands above my head and pinned them there. “And I certainly don’t pursue married women. You and I, we’re exclusive, right?”
“Yes, I want that more than anything.”
