Devious Obsession

by S. Massery

Steele’s message for you: he will not apologize for his actions. And he hopes you’ve picked a memorable safe word.

“I’m going to take what I need from you,” I tell her in a low voice. “And then we’ll focus on the twisted shit you crave.”

“What was it that woke up your sweet little cunt?” I ask in a low voice. “The people in the room who watched you choke on my dick? Or me ordering you around?”

“You gonna get off like this?” His voice is in my ear again, his weight bearing down on my back. “I want to feel you come knowing that I can twist you any way I want and you’re helpless to stop it. My cock sliding into you is the worst sort of intrusion. The one you want the most and the one you can’t fight off.”

“If you leave, it all stops. But if you stay… I’m going to have so much fun tormenting you, sweetheart. Fucking count on that.”

“I hate to break it to you, Aspen, but everybody still judges books by their covers. It’s simple marketing.”

“You have a safe word, little viper.” “Why do you call me that?” He chuckles. “Because you’re going to be the death of me.”

“Because you’re beautiful. Because you’re sin. Because you’re a distraction. And I’ve never hated anyone more than you,” he confesses. He leans forward and presses his lips to my chest.

“His jersey, his cum…” I shrug. “Bet you got neither when he fucked you, right?”

“You are going to talk about this, Aspen. Because knowing what happened to you lets me inside you just a little bit more—and I won’t stop until I’m buried so deep in your bones that I’m impossible to remove.”

“Because obsession and love are the same fucking thing. And I’ve been obsessed with you from the start.”

“I love you,” he says. “I’m not a wordsmith. Not even close. But I’m so fucking obsessed with you, I can’t stand it. I love you. I’ll love you forever.”