Page 34 of Psychotic Obsession
Tobias tilts his head at me and leans forward, placing both hands on my thighs and squeezing, making me silently whine and cross my legs.
“You there?”
“Yeah.”
I mouth a “stop it” to him, and he shakes his head. His hands move up to the apex of my thighs, shifting my skirt and fingering the string of my thong.
“I’m taking these off,” he says quietly as he hooks his fingers under the material at my hips. “Don’t make a sound, Doctor.”
"Aria, please talk to me." Ewan lowers his voice to a whisper, the exhaustion evident, making sure Jason doesn’t overhear him. "Do you know how much this is messing with my head? Are you going to give me the silent treatment while over there and come home and pretend everything is fine like the last time? Are we actually done? Tell me. Please."
The last time. I want to scoff at his words, because the last time, we were split up for months and I went back to him because I couldn’t handle it anymore. I’m not sure why he thinks it’s going to happen again or why he thinks I’m messing with his head.
“Answer him,” Tobias mouths, his thumb pressing to my clit as he slides off his chair and lowers to his knees between my legs.
The sight of Tobias Mitchell on his knees for me has my toes curling–I wish I could take a picture of this moment and frame it. I’d look at it whenever I needed to get myself off once whatever this was between us ended.
He parts my legs, opening me to him, keeping his eyes on me as he closes the distance and presses a soft, wet kiss against my underwear-covered pussy.
“Please,” I whimper before slapping a palm over my mouth with wide eyes. If he doesn’t stop, I’m going to break so many damn rules–one, being on the phone to an ex while orgasming with someone else, and two, being in my office at work where anyone could walk in.
“Are you okay?” Ewan asks. “Did I upset you?” When I don’t reply, he sighs. “Baby, I’m so fucking sorry. For everything.”
A frown plays on Tobias' face before he snaps the straps of my thong, making me reach for one of his wrists to give him eyes that saydon’t you dare. He glares back, freeing himself from my grip and pocketing my underwear.
“I need to go, Ewan," I pant accidentally, eager for Tobias to move his fingers to the right a touch so I can ease this fire igniting around me. The phone slips from my hand, dropping next to Tobias’ knee. He lifts it, stares at the screen, then places it on speaker.
My eyes widen, and when I try to grab it, he pulls his hand away and places it on the desk, out of my reach.
Tobias leans up on his knees, bringing his face to mine as his mouth reaches my ear. "Who's Ewan?" he whisper-hisses, pulling my earlobe between his teeth, making me pool in my seat. “The ex?”
I nod once. “Please hang up,” I breathe.
Tobias doesn’t listen, though–he lowers back down and places soft kisses up my inner thigh, gripping my flesh and groaning his approval when he sees how soaked I am.
"Aria?" Ewan calls out just as Tobias eases a finger inside me, my spine tingling as he twists his finger inside, shoving knuckle deep.
I moan as he sucks on my swollen clit, making the temperature in the room rise. “Oh God.”
“What?” Ewan asks. “What’s going on?”
I struggle to string words together to answer him, squirming in my chair as he circles his tongue and sucks again, all the while not daring to take his eyes off me. Adding another finger, he thrusts, working my clit with his mouth at the same time and making my head fall back.
My hand slides over and hangs up the phone just as a moan slips out.
With a knock at the door, he pulls away from me and sucks his fingers, sitting back on his chair, leaving me a panting mess, sweat rolling down my chest. I straighten myself up quickly and pull down my skirt, between my legs soaking and hungrily needing more.
"Come in."
Tobias raises a brow at me as I fix my hair.
Gabriella pops her head in and tells me she's going for lunch, asking if I want to come. I agree and give Tobias a sideways glance, telling her I'll see her at the reception desk before she closes the door with a knowing grin.
"You need to stop that, Tobias,” I say, my words not sounding slightly threatening. I’m breathless, my cheeks are hot, and my heart rate is accelerating with the way he licks his lips. “We're at work."
He shrugs and pulls my chair towards him, pushing my legs open with his hands. I shriek when he grabs my hips and makes me straddle him, my skirt riding up over my ass where his hands grasp me. "It makes it more exciting. The thrill of being caught. Just like you with your boyfriend."
"Boyfriend?" I lean back and raise a brow at him, his handsome, unbothered face staring back. "I said he was an ex."
