Brutal Obsession

by S. Massery

He wanted to take what’s mine. He wanted to hurt her in the worst way he could think of. He wanted to steal and take and destroy her. But she has a meaner, scarier, crazier stalker. Me. And I’ll protect her with every breath in my body.

“Even if you hadn’t come along, as you said…” He gets even closer. “Even then, we were destined to find each other.”

“Of course I’m dating a psychopath.” He goes still. Hell, I go still. Open mouth, insert foot. “We, um, I didn’t mean⁠—” “Dating is a bit casual,” he finally says. “Casual? Dating is a big step.” My muscles automatically clench around his cock, still buried inside me. He smirks. “Let’s see… You’re never getting away from me. What do we call that? Certainly not dating.”