Page 61 of His Coveted Obsession

I threw my head back more and my back arched as the first spurt shot into my hand. My cock pulsed and pumped until I had nothing left to give.

Easton suddenly snatched my hand, brought it to his face, and licked my palm.

My eyes went wide. He looked so primal. “H-hoo… Oh, god… You’re so hot and feral.”

He gripped my hair, tugged my hair back, and shoved his tongue into my mouth. I tasted myself, mingled with his cinnamon flavor.

Easton was more aggressive this time, and I thrived on his attention. It showed his desperation for me and how much he missed me. I’d never felt more loved and needed. This was one of Easton’s love languages, along with taking care of me. He’d probably never say the words, but I felt them all the same.

When he pulled away and I gasped for air, he pressed his nose to my throat.

“Mine,” he said, his body pressed tightly against my back. “Always mine.”

My eyes watered for some reason. Maybe because of the way he told me he loved me.

A tear slipped out and trailed down my cheek.

“Why are you crying?” He didn’t ask the words out of cruelty. He sounded more curious than anything.

“I don’t know. I feel… loved by you. Needed.”

“Do you?”

I nodded and shut my eyes. “Yes.”

“Good. I thought you were sad.”

I breathed a laugh and wiped my eyes. “Not sad… so happy.”

Easton gripped my shoulders and turned me to face him before pressing his lips to mine. The kiss was soft and gentle, so different from earlier. And that right there really showed how much he cared about me.

“You need to get back to work,” he said.

I smiled sleepily and nodded. “You’ve made my entire day.”

“I need to go now. I’ll pick you up tomorrow night after your classes. We’ll have dinner and I want you again.”

“Okay… Yes. Definitely. Bye. Love you.”

With one more quick kiss, he was gone, leaving me utterly breathless and in love more than I already was.

After quickly cleaning up, I headed back to work with a minute to spare for the end of my break.

Dinnerwasquiet.Noone talked to each other anymore. Annie was sullen, picking at her food. Dad was scrolling on his phone, drinking a beer, and I was lost in thoughts about Easton. My boyfriend. He was the only one who was keeping me going. This wreck of a family would’ve sent me over the edge of insanity, were it not for Easton. He made everything I had to deal with worth it.

There was a sudden knock on the door, which had us all alert.

“I’ll get it,” I said.

I looked out the peephole to see who it was. You couldn’t be too careful, but I hoped it was Easton surprising me again.

Instead, there was a man on the porch who looked out of place in his elegant suit and neatly cropped hair, glancing around him nervously.

I opened the door, keeping the chain on. “Yes?”

“Uhm, I’m not sure if this is the right address, but I’m looking for Thomas Lauder.”

“Yeah, that’s me.”

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