Page 20 of Their Obsession

“Lilliana,” he groans out my name as if it’s a pained plea. “Please.”

I immediately pull back, terrified I did something wrong. I look up, searching his face for any sign of emotion, but of course, I don’t find any.

“What’s wrong, pretty girl?” he asks with more concern than anger, surprising me.

“I—you sounded upset. Did I—” I mutter and stumble through what I’m trying to get out.

“Princess, you feel so fucking good that I’m trying not to come immediately down that tight little throat,” he reassures me as his thick hand sweeps a lock of pale red hair behind my ear. “But if you want my cum, I’m happy to give my girl what she wants.”

He shoves me back onto his length, causing me to choke and gag. Spit and tears run down my face onto my exposed breasts below as he brutally uses me. His hips stutter uncontrollably, and I’m pretty sure that means he’s close so I do my best to suck while he chases his release.

“I’m gonna come and you’re going to swallow it all down,” he grits out from between clenched teeth. “Every. Last. Drop.”

With a final few thrusts between each word, he releases a feralgrowl and explodes. Hot liquid splatters my throat and I do my best to swallow like he said but there’s so much and it’s filling me up so fast. Some begins to leak from the corners of my mouth and down my cheeks, splattering across my chest. After what feels like forever, he finally empties himself completely in my mouth.

With a long exhale and a slight slump, he slowly extricates himself from my mouth. A combination of spit and cum string from the tip of his softening cock to my lip. My breathing is heavy and ragged as I try to catch my breath. His thumb reaches out to graze my lower lip, swiping up the remaining evidence of what we just did. Without thinking, I wrap my lips around his thumb, sucking off the last drops of his release.

“Such a good fucking girl,” he coos as he watches me.

With strength that surprises me, he lifts me from the ground. A shocked little noise leaves my lips as I wrap my arms around his neck, holding on while he carries me to the bed. He lays me down gently, taking a minute to stare down at me. I feel so exposed and so very desired under the heat of his stare. Then, without another word, he spins and walks across my room towards the en-suite bathroom. I hear the water running but I dare not move. I have no idea what happens now.

Why didn’t he just leave?

When he returns, he’s righted his clothes, and he’s carrying something in his hand. As he gets closer, I realize it’s a washcloth, a wet washcloth. I start to move to sit but he shakes his head silently. I lay back down as he approaches. With a tenderness that seems completely at odds with the man who just forcefully took my throat, he uses the warmed washcloth to clean the mess from my chin.

When he’s done, he pulls up my tank top before lifting my duvet and placing it around me. He turns, tossing the dirtied washcloth in my hamper. Then, with a final look over hisshoulder, he leaves the same way he came in.

When I wake the next morning, part of me wonders if it was all a dream. But the white rose sitting on my nightstand lets me know that it was very much real.

ELEVEN

Lilly

Present Day

Ihaven’t been this happy in a long time. I have my dream job, I live in a great little city with my best friend, and I’m dating an amazing guy. The other night with Noah was the beginning of something amazing. We’ve barely spent a moment apart since sleeping together. I’ve been spending the night at his place, driving into work with him, helping with his physical therapy, and thoroughly enjoying his cock. Likeverythoroughly.

The only thing bringing me down is the white rose I found in my room when Noah brought me back to my place to grab some clothes. His little reminder to me thathe’salways there, always watching. I’ve had the locks on my apartment changed more times than I can count. It doesn’t make a difference. He always finds a way in. I’m sure he saw me with Noah the other night. I don’t know how much he saw though, and honestly, I don’t care.He lost his opportunity to have any say in my life long ago.

But I deserve to be happy. Which means I’m doing everything I can to just relax and enjoy my time with Noah. This morning he brought me breakfast in bed… naked. First he ate me, then we ate croissants. It was the greatest way I’ve ever been woken up. I’ll take orgasms over alarm clocks any day.

“One stupidly expensive lavender latte for you,” Emily sing-songs as she hands me my paper cup. I usually just drink black coffee but I was feeling something fun today. “What’s gotten into you? Fancy coffee, shopping trips, taking a damn personal day for the first time in the history of your working adult life. Are you feeling alright?”

I shrug a shoulder noncommittally as we walk down the sidewalk of the outdoor mall. I can feel heat rise to my cheeks because I know exactly what’s gotten into me—a six-foot-one blonde male and his very impressive cock. Multiple times a day, every day, for the last ten days, to be precise. But I’m not sure I’m ready to vocalize it yet. It’s still new, and I don’t want to jinx anything.

“Oh my god!” Emily shrieks next to me, stopping her steps and gawking. “You’re in love!”

“I’m not in love!” I whisper-shout back at her. It’s way too early to say that.

“Well, you’re certainly smitten,” she counters as she wiggles her eyebrows. “I told you that boy toy was exactly what you needed.”

“He’s literally four years younger than us. I’d hardly call that a ‘boy toy,’ Em,” I tell her with a roll of my eyes. I take a sip of my latte. It’s sweet, herbal, and delicious. I feel like a new person, one who’s had blinders on to the soft and sweeter things until recently. It’s nice to just let myself enjoy. “But yeah, I like him.”

“Is that a thank you?” she asks as she hip checks me lightly.

“Thank you? For what?”

Her eyes get wide and she feigns choking on her coffee. “If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t have even gone out with him. Remember? You were too wrapped up in your past to see the possibility of anything good. But you deserve to be happy, babe. You deserve it more than anyone I know.”

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