Devious Obsession

by S. Massery

“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.

“Crawl. To. Me.”

“I’m going to make you believe that I’m the Devil reincarnated. And I’m out for your soul.”

“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.”

Property of Steele O’Brien

“Beg,” I whisper against her lips. “Beg for your orgasm, Aspen. And make sure they can all hear you.”

“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.”