Obsession

by Harleigh Beck

I trail my fingertips over the curve of her waist along the hem of her tank top. She’s warm and soft and so fucking perfect. She’s also fragile, like porcelain.

Savannah stirs, whimpering again, and with every rise and fall of her diaphragm, my fingers kiss more of her skin. Watching her closely, I pause.

She rolls over onto her back with a soft sigh that stirs my dick.

“Fuck me.” My raspy voice is barely above a whisper as I reach out to tweak her left nipple. “You’re perfect, baby.” Her back arches to meet my touch. I’m so damn hard and aching.

I kneel over her and wrap my hand around my aching cock, stroking the thick length while palming her breasts and kneading the soft mounds. Pleasure tingles my spine, and I feel the veins in my neck bulge as I tip my head back. Fuck, that feels good. Savannah releases a moan, and my gaze snaps back to her like a rubber band. Her erotic little sounds and hard nipples drive me insane. I’m fucking ravenous.

breach her tight entrance, my dick leaking precum. Her slick heat envelops my finger, and I swipe it up with my thumb before dragging it over her plump lips. Surprise shoots through me when she sucks it into her mouth. But she doesn’t wake, and her warm mouth soon grows lax around my thumb. I slide it out, my cock throbbing to replace it. Shivers race down my spine, and I imagine thrusting hard and deep down her throat. Pumping her pussy with two fingers, I jack my dick until my arm aches. My breaths saw from my chest, and sweat beads on my brow as she ripples around me. I fucking love the feel of her pussy walls clamping like a vise around my fingers.

“Fuck, baby,” I breathe

“Robbie,” she whimpers in her sleep, sounding so irresistibly tempting that I know I would burn down the world to taste her then. Taste us. After settling between

“That’s it, baby.” My lips curve into a smile against her pussy. “Make a mess of my fingers and face. Such a greedy little thing.”

Robbie was in my room, fucking his hand and touching me. Rocking faster and harder, with my lip trapped between my teeth, I slip my hand inside my pants and press down on my sensitive clit. I’m so close.

“You should have learned by now that I don’t take well to other men touching what’s mine.” Defiance flares up inside me. “Then maybe you should touch me and give me what I need instead of hiding in the shadows like a scared little boy.”

“You’re so horny I can feel your wetness through your pants,” he breathes, dragging his hand forward again, tightening his grip. My pussy pulses. I lick my lips, then push back against the desk to bring my cunt closer to his hand.

“I made a promise not to touch you yet.”

“Look inside, baby.” He grabs my arm and hauls me up, his broad chest heating my back. “You came into my room and touched me last night,” I point out, squirming against his grip on my wrists. “I scare you, Robbie. That’s why you won’t touch me now.”

“Kiss me, Robbie,” I plead, breathing into his mouth. I need him more than ever. He grabs my throat, cutting off my airflow. “You’ve been a naughty girl, keeping secrets from me.”

“I’m not in control around you. And if you tempt me, I’ll tie you up and unleash the cravings inside me. The very cravings I’m trying to protect you from.” My words come out muffled when I say, “I don’t want you to.”

“You seem to know a thing or two about me, baby.” I push up on my elbows and break his hold on my face, whispering against his lips, “Run, Robbie. You think you’re the only monster here?” He nips my bottom lip with his sharp teeth. “Enjoy your gift, beautiful.”

“Baby,” I breathe, gripping her tighter and pulling her closer. Cock throbbing, I bury my tongue inside her tight cunt. Fuck, she’s so sweet. I crave to be as fucking deep inside her as I can—to fuck every inch of her rippling walls with my tongue. I dip it in and out, thrusting my aching cock into the mattress, desperate for friction.

Soon, my lungs burn, but I don’t let up, swirling my tongue inside her, feeling her tight canal clamp down. I’d rather die than not have her explode on my mouth.

I quickly unzip my pants and shove them down. My veiny length bobs free, rock-hard, and leaking precum. Braced on my hand, I fist myself and rub the crown over her clit before sliding between her pussy lips. “You like that, baby?” I trap my bottom lip between my teeth. Precum is oozing from my dick, and I rub that sweet clit over and over again. “Your pussy likes me, Savannah. Look at those pretty lips trying to swallow my dick. You’re so wet!”

“Robbie,” she moans, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. I clamp my big hand over her mouth to shut her up. If she speaks, if I hear disappointment in her voice or, worse, fear, I might lose the slippery hold of my sanity. “Fuck,” I groan when my dick slides through her slit.

her. Self-control is everything. If I sink inside her and finally let go of the reins that keep the ravenous beast contained, I might kill her. Savannah’s muffled moans vibrate against my palm, her eyes tearing up. Every muscle in my body trembles beneath the pressure of restraining the evil inside me—the same evil that condemned me to death yet now wants to unleash on her swollen pussy. To fuck her until she begs for death’s sweet mercy, and maybe, if the beast inside me isn’t satisfied, I might grant her it. No.

Two more thrusts, and then she falls apart beneath me. I watch, rapt, as her tear-filled eyes lock onto mine. Her nostrils flare, and that look in her eyes, that searing lust, that hope breaks me.

Pleasure tingles at the base of my spine. She holds me captive with her eyes as I fuck her hand. I tip her chin up with my thumb, then nip at her lips with my teeth, whispering, “Tell me to stop. Please, tell me to stop. I’m dangerous, Savannah.”

She pumps my veiny shaft in time with my desperate, shuddering thrusts and bares her neck in an invitation to tighten my grip. “Don’t stop.” “Fuck…” My hips stutter. I choke her again, squeezing her pale throat. The swirls on my tattoed hand look grotesque against the stark white of her skin in the moonlight.

“Robbie…” Her muffled voice carries a note of insecurity. Good. She should fear me. She shouldn’t feel safe around me.

“Are you on birth control, baby?” I know she is—I searched through the cupboards in the bathroom—but I want her to think I don’t. I like the slight hitch in her breath and the hint of unease that’s thick in the air, stirring my dick once more. “I like the thought of your pussy stuffed with my cum.” “Why won’t you fuck me, Robbie?”

“I’m a killer. Make no fucking mistake. I can’t let myself lose control. And you are dangerous, Savannah. Even now, I can feel my control slipping. Do you know what it takes not to give in to the voices that want me to tie you up and hurt you?”

“To fuck the life out of you?” Whimpering, she squirms, silently begging for more. “Are you that fucking desperate to be fucked, baby?” My chuckle drifts over the shell of her ear. “Yes…” Her pussy leaks, making a mess of my hand.

“Feel that, Savannah? Feel how tight you grip me?” “Please, Robbie. Just fuck me already.”

“Good girl,” I praise, the wet sounds of her cunt singing a siren call to my dick. “You like this tight little hole stretched, don’t you?” “Robbie,” she moans, trying to turn her head to look at me, but I grip her harder and press my thumb against her tight ring of muscles. “What about this ass? Ever been fucked here?” I dip my thumb inside, and she gasps. “Answer me,” I grit out, sinking deeper. “No, never.”

“It’ll hurt.” “I want you to hurt me.”

“Lies.” I slip my fingers out from inside her and smack her ass hard with my wet hand. “You want me to make you come.”

“I want you to hurt me and make me come,” she admits as I swipe it up with a finger.

“You want me to unleash my monster on you, baby? You think you can handle it?” “Let me prove it to you.” I smack her pussy hard enough to know it hurt her and not the good kind of pain.

“Are you listening to me, Savannah? This is serious. Your stalker is The Bridge Killer.”

“He’s a dead man walking,” he whispers into the kiss, his thumb flicking my clit. “You’re fucking lucky I didn’t snap his neck in full view of the camera.”

“You shouldn’t have come here, Robbie. You’ll get caught.” “You think anyone can keep me from your pussy? From you?”

“Don’t piss me off, Savannah. You’re mine and only mine. If you kiss him, I’ll kill you both. And I’ll enjoy every minute.”

“Don’t forget who owns you, beautiful. If you provoke me, you won’t like the consequences.”

“Savannah is mine,” I tell him, cracking my neck. “In all the ways that count. Touch her, and I won’t hesitate to kill you.”

“My story belongs to her.” “Your story?” he asks, his voice laced with confusion. “I’m a possessive man. In fact, this obsession knows no limits.”

“Savannah is all I can think about. She’s beneath my skin and inside my veins, demanding my full attention. Demanding that I kill for her.”

“Spare me the details. Do you have any idea how murderous it makes me to think of Savannah, my Savannah, writing about another monster than me? A girl like her…she’s drawn to darkness.” “Are you feeling threatened by another killer?”

“You give her my story back, and then you disappear from town.”

“I’m in love with him, Elliot. I can’t explain it. And no matter how doomed it is, I won’t apologize. I can’t apologize. I know it’s foolish. There’s no hope for a future with a condemned man, but my heart won’t listen to reason. I’m not sure I want it to. For once in my life, I want to seize the moment because it’s reckless.”

“Don’t you get it? I don’t have a choice. I’m his… When they strap him to that gurney and pump his veins full of poison, I’ll die right along with him.

squirm, trying to wrangle my way out of his grip, but it’s useless. Robbie is a brick wall behind me. His brutal grip on my tresses doesn’t let up, tightening instead until I cry out in pain. My scalp is on fire. “This is what you wanted, baby. You wanted me. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“Baby, I won’t hesitate to hurt you if you keep fighting me. In fact, I’ll enjoy it. Is that

what you want? To see my hands coated in your blood? Or will you be a good girl and see what surprise I have waiting for you?” Surprise?