Page 105 of Psychotic Obsession
I pull him, begging with my eyes. "I just... I don't want to be alone."
I see him gulping, hear it, waiting for him to stop being in his head. "Fine," he says, stepping back, my eyes widen as he pulls his shirt over his head and tosses it aside. The slight glow of the lamp defines each muscle, his tattooed body walking towards the door to close it.
I can't take my eyes off him as he climbs in next to me, facing me. "Tomorrow, we'll start to think of a plan to help Tobias, okay? We can't hide forever."
I nod, pulling the duvet up to my chin. "Thank you for being so understanding. Most guys would walk the other way if their...you knowgot pregnant by someone else."
He smiles, reaching for my hand and lacing our fingers, resting it between us as we face each other. "You always stayed by my side throughout everything with Jason. Even when his mum failed him, you remained patient and mature about it all. You love my son like your own, and I'll be the exact same with the twins."
"You will?" I ask, eyeing him, feeling my heart swell. "You'll love my kids too?"
"I told you–no matter what, I'll be here for you all. If we don't find a way to be together, then I'm still going to be here."
I smile, him mirroring it as his eyes start to close. I feel like I could cry, but not sad tears. I want to wrap myself around him and stay there forever, make promises we will keep, expressing exactly how we feel.
I could tell him now–it's now or never. Those three words he hasn’t heard from me for months. They never changed their meaning, not once have I felt any less towards him.
"I love you, Ewan," I say, the words falling from my mouth so naturally, my eyes watering. "I've never...I've never stopped loving you."
His eyes open, staring at me through his dark lashes. Everything around me becomes a blur as I lose myself in the moment, my lip trembling as I move forward, my knees hitting his.
"Say something," I urge him to speak, to not just stare at me with a dumbfounded look.
"You had a boyfriend," he eventually responds, his breathing uneven like my own. “You?—”
"I know…" I try to cut him off, reaching my hand up to rake my fingers through his messy brown hair. "I know."
"What do you want then?" he asks, and I stay silent, desperate for him to kiss me as I move my body even closer to his, the heat between us unbearable, the intense chemistry sending my mind reeling. "I need you to tell me."
"I want you to kiss me already," I say with a laugh. "I really want you to kiss?—"
As soon as Ewan's lips softly press against mine, time stands still. It's not a deep kiss, nothing more than our mouths connected, but it's enough to completely take my breath away. We stay like this for a few moments, consumed in each otheras his hand reaches up to cup my face, humming as he tilts his head, his tongue running along my lips until they part.
"I told you," he groans into my mouth, our tongues moving in a steady rhythm as my leg hikes up his hip. "I told you I wouldn't be able to control myself if I kissed you, so we need to stop."
"Shh." I silence him with a hard kiss, enjoying the way his hand explores every part of my body, traveling from my hip to my ass, squeezing it, making its way up my spine to grip the nape of my neck just as I feel his hardness against me.
I suck on his tongue, and he swallows my moans as I grind myself against him.
"I need you," I say truthfully, dropping my hand between us to the waistband of his boxers. "Can I have you?"
He doesn't answer me. All he does is pull me to him, kissing me once again with more desire, groaning his approval as I reach into his boxers and run my fingers over his hardening cock.
"Aria," he moans into my mouth, pulling away from me as he drags his wet mouth down to my throat, sucking on the skin there while his fingers trail down my ribs, pushing his hand into my panties to feel how wet I am.
“Fuck,” he growls, swirling his fingers around my clit, making me arch my back for more contact. I try to drag his face back to mine, but he stops entirely, pulling away from me.
The absence of his touch against my skin makes me want him more. I try to straddle him, but he grabs my hips. “Stop.”
I frown and sit up, staring down at him as we both pant. "Stop?"
"I can't fuck you," he admits, making my heart drop a thousand feet. "It's too soon."
He shifts me off him, standing from the bed as I get to my knees, holding the duvet to my flushed skin. "Ewan, we're adults."
"No, it's not that. Tobias is still out there. If I sleep with you, I can't watch you fall back into his arms when he shows up."
I grimace at his honesty. "I won't."
