Page 14 of Psychotic Obsession
I release her flesh and let it snap back into place, my eyes dropping to the way her hips rise.
“Keep going,” she whimpers. “K-keep going.”
Fuck.
My cock is sore from how hard it strains in my pants. Maybe I should wake her and ask if she wants to have sex? Would she care if I told her I’ve only had sex once? Will she laugh at my inexperience?
I’ve never given a fuck until this moment.
“Aria?”
The sound of her friend calling her name has me yanking myself away and rushing to the door, wanting to strangle Gabriella for ruining my fucking moment.
I hear her climbing out of the tub and take that as my sign to unfortunately abandon my plan. With one more glance at my doctor, a frownon her face even though she’s still asleep, I quietly leave.
My back presses to the door when I close it, my heart nearly bounding out my fucking ribcage.
Why the fuck did that feel so good?
Chapter 6
Tobias
She talks to herself a lot. I don’t think she realizes it, but whenever she’s working on her laptop, walking back to her hotel, or even when she’s deep in her head and staring at the wall with a blank expression, her lips move, as if she’s having a conversation with herself.
I’m desperate to know what she’s saying, desperate to know if any of the words passing those perfect lips are about me.
Maybe she was awake the other night and liked the feel of my fingers on her skin, or the way I tasted on her tongue when she licked my finger.
I almost want to ask her if she remembers, and if so, would she want me to do it again while she’s awake and conscious?
Aria smiles at the cashier, accepting her groceries while Gabriella talks on the phone to Justin. I know this because he’s right beside me in my car, pretending he’s in his apartment. He laughs at something unlikely to be funny then tells her he’ll see her tomorrow night before hanging up.
I frown and turn to him. “Tomorrow night?”
He lifts his hand for a high five. “Guess who just bagged a date?”
Refusing to respond to his hand gesture, I scowl deeper before I turn back to look at my doctor giving the exact same expression as me. She’s not happy about the arrangement either, and I wonder if it’s because Justin is an idiot, or if she’s completely against workplace romances.
There’s a possibility she’s not single, but I’m still working on those details. Ewan, her soon-to-be ex forever, needs to stay out of my fucking way while I try to pry into his life. Unfortunately, he already blocked my guy from his email account after a successful hacking, so what I know so far is that he’s a father after getting someone pregnant when he was sixteen, a home owner—annoyingly with Aria—and a construction worker in Scotland, born and bred.
On social media, Aria only posts views from her bedroom window or some sort of quote about life, and Ewan’s page is covered with pictures and posts about his kid.
She’s in some of the pictures, including one from four months ago of the three of them on vacation in Spain. The more I look into them, the more I feel like I could hurt this fucking Ewan asshole.
Stopping myself when I feel the spiral start to hit, I grip my steering wheel and watch her disappear around the corner. Justin huffs and slouches then grins at me again. “See? I told you following them was a good idea.”
Although I loved his idea, I’m not going to admit that to him. “It’s creepy.”
Tutting, he pops a piece of gum in his mouth, and my eyes burn into him when he drops the wrapper in the center console. “Gabriella said they’re heading back to their hotel then going to the movies. What if I found out which movie they’re going to see and we just so happen to be there to see it too?”
This guy is a goddamn fool, but even I can’t say no to that plan.
Firing up the engine of my black McLaren, I intentionally take the wrong turn so I drive past her hotel, catching a glimpse of her dark hair and perky assthrough the hotel’s revolving doors.
What the fuck is happening to me?
There has never been a time in my life where I’ve been so focused on a person,ever. Yet the second she fell over my legs outside the meeting room and our eyes clashed, it was like everything in my life meant nothing.
