Page 61 of Obsession


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She’s right. The flight crew didn’t find her before takeoff like they should have. Bachmans aren’t infallible. I spank her right cheek, left cheek, enjoying the way her curves jiggle under my palm.

“And then what?” I demand. “You were going to find your way to the embassy?”

“Uh… ow…” Tears cloud her words as she speaks, a whine of pain rising in her voice. “Yes! Okay? That’s what I was going to do. Anything but become one of you against my will.”

“One of us. Are we that bad?” I grab the waistband of her leggings, having to tug hard to wrangle the tight material over her hips. My breath eases through clenched teeth. No panties. Her smooth skin is pink, blossoming to red. The outline of my palm rises on her creamy skin. The sight of my mark on her skin makes me even harder, my cock uncomfortably digging into her belly now.

I push my hand between the backs of her thighs. She clamps her thighs together, tight, trapping my fingers, forcing me to fight my way between her thighs. My fingertips finally find the warm slickness of her pussy, easing my way as I fondle her, dipping my fingers inside her to gather her wetness and finger her clit. She moans, pushing her ass high in the air, her body greedy for my touches.

I push two fingers together, thrusting them inside her, hard. She’s so wet now, she’s dripping with arousal as I pump my fingers in and out of her, cupping her bare ass in my still-stinging palm. I pull my hand away, giving her bare ass two more hard smacks.

I push her off my lap, leaving her sitting on the bed bare-assed and breathless. I stand over her shaking body, shifting my pants to accommodate my cock. “There will be guards posted outside your doors. All of them.”

She stares up at me, mouth open in shock as I pull my phone from my pocket. My fingers fly over the screen, giving commands. As soon as I give the word, there will be two men stationed outside on her balcony. Caesar is returning to his post at her bedroom door.

As I’m working, a message pops up on my phone. It’s from Apollo. Four words, but they stop my heart in my chest.

There’s been an accident.

Instantly, I know it’s my father.

“I have to go.” I slide the phone in my pocket.

She stands, tugging her leggings back into place. “It’s your father, isn’t it?”

The things we confessed at dinner, how we’ve learned to read one another…one look at my face, and she instantly knows what’s wrong. There’s no point in denying it.

“Yes,” I say, holding my voice steady. “There’s been an accident. That’s all I know.”

Our eyes lock.

She smooths her hair back into place, a determined look on her face. “I’m coming with you.”

I stare at her for a moment. She’s not only beautiful, but such a Beauty. Going from lying over my lap to being ready to support me in one movement. Nothing rises in me to deny her. Instead, there’s an underlying truth that permeates the moment.

I want her with me.

I always have.

My obsession. One I foolishly thought I could cure myself of by giving her to someone else to deal with.

It was never going to work, pawning her off on someone else.

“Fine,” I say.

And then I do the thing most unlike myself I’ve ever done.

I grab her hand in mine.

And we leave.

The two of us.

Together.

nineteen

Lindy

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