Page 9 of Deepest Obsession


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I lower myself back down to his cock and lick it clean, sucking the last bit of cum out of him. His hand rests on my back. Not in a controlling way. More a reminder that just mere minutes ago, he had me quivering and coming, and he can do it again whenever he pleases.

I settle into the middle seat, as close to him as possible, as he tucks himself in. Then he pulls my seatbelt over me and clicks it in, giving me a small kiss on my hairline.

“Where are we going?” I ask, readjusting my dress to cover myself up again—which doesn’t work too well, considering Alexander tore the strap off the one side.

“My home. I want to see you in it.”

Biting my lip, I run my fingers up and down the seatbelt. I’d been to his parents’ house all the time when we were in high school. I hadn’t thought that he would’ve moved out, even though it makes sense. Especially after his father died.

I wouldn’t want to live in a house that constantly reminded me of a dead person, either.

In a few minutes, we pull up to a dark mansion, and I gasp. It’s huge.

Of course, I don’t know what else I expected. Alexander’s father owned a group of big tech companies, and from what I heard, Alexander inherited everything.

We slow as a gate opens, pulling into the driveway and up around a gurgling fountain.

“Alexander, this is beautiful,” I whisper, peering out the window at the three-story mansion.

He watches me silently as we pull into the garage. When my eyes meet his, I expect him to look away, but he doesn’t. But then the driver opens my door, offering his hand to help me out.

I thank him, stumbling a bit as I step onto the concrete. Half my attention is diverted toward not letting my dress slip down my boob. Which may not matter, since he probably heard us—and possibly saw me. After a certain point, I was lost to the fact that there was another person in the car with us.

Alexander places a hand on my back and leads me down a hallway, and then up a small set of stairs. A light flicks on automatically, revealing an expansive room with vast windows looking over the yard and the trees in the distance. A hot tub bubbles in front of the windows.

I let out a breath, taking in the view. “Did you design this?”

Alexander loved designing houses and buildings in his spare time. Architecture always fascinated him, and I always gave him plenty of ideas. We used to dream up lots of different houses that we’d live in one day.

“Maybe. Now, join me.”

I turn to find him stripping out of his clothes. He nods to a white bikini sitting on one of the chairs.

“Alexander—”

“Unless you’d prefer to join me naked.” He stands in front of me, posture straight and confident. I didn’t think it was possible for him to look hotter than he did earlier, but with all his clothes off, I can barely stop staring at his muscles, his abs, that delicious v leading down to—

God, he’s hard again.

“I...” My breaths are coming short and quick. I can’t tear my eyes away from him.

He steps toward me, taking my wrist and pulling me into him. His breath tickles my neck. “Don’t make me make you.” He kisses the sensitive skin below my ear.

I gulp, ignoring the throbbing between my legs. “Xan... Alex... Alexander—” I freeze when I feel his hands on my back, unzipping my dress and letting it fall to the floor. He pulls down my thong, kissing my stomach as he does.

“Step.”

I grab onto his shoulders, stepping out of my thong. He straightens and moves back. A smirk forms on his lips as he takes me in, completely naked except for my heels.

“Much better. Now, what do you prefer? Naked, or the bikini?”

I open my mouth, but no words come out. Did he plan this? Has he been waiting to undress me all night? All day? Ever since he asked me out?

“Answer or I’ll decide for you, little bird.”

“Bikini,” I force out.

He picks up the bottom piece and kneels down, holding it open. “Come on.”

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