Page 36 of Psychotic Obsession
He shakes his head, forcing a smile. "Do you want to go to my place? I think they left already. This seems like a date, and I don't want you freaking out."
"I'm not freaking out," I reply, raising a brow. "I know it's not a date."
"Then what is it? I am aware the arrangement we have does not require nights together like this. Would you rather leave so I can fuck you already?"
His serious expression and words make my breath hitch, and I watch him raise his brows, waiting for my response.
My eyes scan our surroundings for anyone who could’ve heard him. "Do you live nearby?"
"Relatively."
Shrugging, I finish off my glass and change my shoes, lifting my leather coat. "What happened at the office cannot happen again, okay? It was inappropriate and unprofessional of us. Whenever we want to be in any way sexual, we do so outside of work. I mean it."
He sniffs, standing to tower over me. "We'll see."
Tobias takes his car,the flashy, expensive one he drives far too fast. My knuckles practically turn white as I grip the leather seat, watching him swerve through traffic.
"Do you need to drive like this?”
He laughs, a deep one that shows his perfectly straight, white teeth, his dimple denting. "It just seems like I'm driving fast because it's a powerful car."
"Sure," I say sarcastically, shaking my head as I watch the stores and bars pass, obscured by his speed.
"Aria?"
I turn to look at Tobias as he strums his fingers on the steering wheel. Goosebumps surround me as his hand reaches over to grab my inner thigh. He smirks at my whimper, fingers dangerously close to my sex.
"Give me your underwear."
The thrill powering through me right now, mixed with a little bit of nervousness, urges me to bite down on my bottom lip and fix my curled hair to one side. "You want my underwear?"
“Yes,” he replies firmly. “Give me them.”
A flicker of amusement takes over my face. “I don’t have any on.”
His jaw tenses, his hand gripping his steering wheel hard as he lets out a groan. “You shouldn’t have told me that.”
I cock my head to the side, chewing on the red nail of my thumb before slowly trailing my hand down to settle on his. "What are you going to do?"
He closes his eyes as if he’s counting to three, accelerating as the light turns green, my back pushing into the chair from his ridiculous speed.
Trying to hold back a nervous smile, I narrow my eyes. "Tobias.”
"I want you to..." He moves his hand from under mine, clasping his fingers around my wrist and pushing it between my legs to cup my heated core, a gasp falling from my lips. "I want you to finger yourself."
"You're joking," I say with a laugh, my eyes widening as he shakes his head, keeping his expression serious. "I amnotdoing that here."
He hums, looking around the busy street. "I can fix that, Doctor Miller." Tobias slows down next to a parking lot but chews his cheek and continues.
"Aria," I say, rolling my eyes and biting my thumb nail again, watching him search around us as he drives. "What are you looking for?"
He abruptly turns the car down a narrow street, making me grab the door handle before he parks somewhere relatively obscured. "Tobias!" I shriek at him, and for some reason, a massive smile takes over my face.
"I guess that's one way to make you scream my name," he says, unbuckling his seatbelt before leaning over and doing the same to mine. "Let's see how many other ways I can make you scream it."
He pushes a button in the middle of the car, making both doors shoot up, keeping the radio on that's blaring music. I watch him walk around the front of the car, looking at the buildings around us until he reaches my side.
"What are you doing?"
