Obsessive

by Lee Heaven

  I tugged on his wrist and he settled into the bed next to me. I curled into his side and his one hand immediately was stroking my hair. I could feel the other arm move like he was trying to figure out where to put it. I finally grabbed his hand and put it on his own chest and placed my hand on top of it. He stiffened as if he wasn’t sure what was going to happen. When I hadn’t moved for a little while and I was starting to doze off again, I heard him sigh and then his body relaxed.

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  I awoke to hot breath on my neck. I was half on my side half on my back. Our legs were entwined with each other’s and his one hand had made its way up my shirt and was gripping my breast. His other hand was gripping the back of my thigh right below my ass. My one arm was wrapped around his neck and my hand was buried in his hair. My other hand rested on his lower stomach right above the waist of his very low hung pajama pants. I could feel the tip of his morning wood pressing the edge of my pinkie finger.

  Without even thinking I pushed my hand into his pants and wrapped my fingers around his cock. His fingers tightened on my breast and he let out a moan. I slowly began to stroke him and soon his thumb was rubbing my hardened nipple. His other fingers slowly went under the edge of my underwear and a strong finger stroked my sex.

  My pace picked up and I felt his tongue on my neck. I moaned as I felt two of his fingers sink in to me. I was panting as his fingers started moving faster and harder in me. My hand slid off him as he push me to my back and kissed his way down to where my shirt had been pushed up and my breasts were now exposed. His tongue skated across my nipple at the same time his thumb pressed against my clit.

  I felt my underwear sliding down my legs and his mouth skidded down my stomach. He used his broad shoulders to push my legs wide and soon his tongue was flicking my clit, his fingers still moving at a rapid pace inside me. I exploded in a wonderful orgasm panting loudly and tugging on his hair.

  “More,” I groaned as he slid up my body.

  Bracing his arms on the sides of my head I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed into me with a deep guttural groan. His eyes were closed and his mouth was parted as he panted and pushed deeper and harder into me over and over again.

  I was beginning to feel my second orgasm build when his eyes opened and he stilled inside me. “Fuck, Maggie, Fuck.”

  “Liam, don’t stop,” I said through gritted teeth.

  “Fuck Maggie, what are we doing?”

  “Liam,” I said as I lifted my hips and ground my clit against his pelvic bone. “Liam, I need you to finish. Please.”

  He still didn’t move and I could feel my orgasm dying. I used my hips and pushed him over so he landed on his back and I was straddling his hips and started moving.

  “Maggie,” he whispered and I knew that he was struggling to what was going on and how this started when he was asleep.

  “Finish Liam, finish,” I panted. He was still struggling with what was happening and I had to bring him back. I needed to finish. I bore down and rubbed my clit over him, I felt a fresh gush of wetness seep out of me and coat his cock. He fisted the sheet and closed his eyes. “Liam, I need you to finish when I do. Finish with me.”

  He suddenly sat up, gripped my hips and started positioning up into me. I gripped his shoulders and rocked my hips into him. We were sweaty, grunting and grinding against each other. I could feel my orgasm climbing my spine again. I could feel Liam’s thrust becoming more desperate and knew he was as close as I was.

  “Now Maggie,” he grunted and it was all I needed as I exploded around him. I felt his hot cum spill into me. My head fell back as I breathed hard and his forehead rested on my chest. I rubbed by hand up and down the back of his neck as we calmed our breathing.

  Finally he said, “Maggie, I don’t understand what happened here.”

  His fingers frantically worked to pull my shirt over my chest. I chuckled to myself, he was worried about my breast yet I still sat on his lap with his semi-erect cock still buried in me. “Liam I think its call consensual sex between adults,” I tried to joke with him and his furrowed brow told me he didn’t find it funny. “I woke up and we were all tangled together. Your hand was in my shirt on my boob. You were hard and pressing against my hand. I was still half asleep and didn’t think.”

  He groaned in frustration. “I thought I was dreaming.”

  “Did you still think you were dreaming when you were licking my clit?” His crystal clear blue eyes flicked up to mine and I knew he knew wasn’t at that point. “How many times have you dreamed about doing that to me?”

  “Too many times to count, you’re fucking hot as shit. From the second I walked into that room all those months ago I wanted this. But the second I learned you were taken, I buried everything and just did my job.”

  “If you wanted me so bad why did you stop in the middle?”

  “It was suddenly all too real. I realized I didn’t want it to happen while you were upset or mad or trying to get revenge.”

  Fuck is that what this was. Was this my emotions getting the best of me? Was this some sort of revenge fuck? Did I do this to hurt Tobias like he had hurt me? I wasn’t even thinking of Tobias when I grabbed him.

  “This wasn’t about Tobias at all. This was about a moment. This was about waking up to your breath on my skin, your hands holding me and your cock being right there. This was about being half asleep. This was about me and you and nothing else.”

  “We can’t do this again.”

  “I know.”

  “You will need to tell Tobias if you work things out.” It was my turn to stare into his eyes with question. “He has the right to know. It will eat at you and me if we don’t tell him. If it means losing my job, then so be it. But I couldn’t protect you if I was constantly plagued with guilt over a secret this huge.”

  I nodded at him. I knew he was right. I knew that if things worked out between Tobias and me he had the right to know. But what about Tobias? How long has he been fucking Camilla James? We’re there others besides her? Was I just a play thing for New York? Did he have a woman in each state? Fuck!

  Realizing I was still sitting on Liam’s lap and his now soft cock was still in me, fuck how big could he be, I slid off him and wrapped the sheet around my waist. I looked down just in time to see his large cock right before he pulled a blanket over. No wonder he was still in me, that thing was huge.

  Chapter 14

  It’s been two weeks since I walked out on Tobias. He calls multiple times a day from everyone’s phone just trying to get me to pick up. The hurt isn’t there as much as it was when it happened, now I’m just more upset with myself for once again being played by another man.

  I know Liam has talked to him and most likely told him where we were at, but Tobias hasn’t tried to come see me. Plus even if Liam hasn’t told him, I have the car, it’s how Liam found me, I’m sure Tobias could use it to find me to.

  I’ve been staying at Jacobs still. Jane and he have been great in hiding Liam and me out and allowing us to stay this long. Jacob said he understands and just wants me to be happy and safe. The little talk we had that first night seemed to help and Jane was coming around more and more and they were getting along better and better.

  Things between Liam and I were strained for a few days. He wouldn’t look at me and barely said two words to me. He was sleeping on the couch downstairs instead of on the floor where he originally intended to sleep. But after those initial first few days’ things have gone back to normal with us.

  I picked up my phone to call Sarah. We had this understanding that since Tobias was stealing everyone’s phone to call me I wouldn’t answer any calls from her just to be on the safe side. So it was only when I called her every day that we actually talked.

  “Hey,” she said as she answered the phone.

  “Hi. How you doing? How are those babies doing?” I asked knowing she had a doctor’s appointment today.

  “Complete bed rest. Doctors are really worried. Anemia is actin
g up again and a bunch of other shit. I’m only twenty-two weeks so they’re really worried and trying to stop early labor.”

  “Do you want me to come home?”

  “Only if you really want to, but were still at Tobias’s apartment.” She sighed loudly and I knew she was frustrated. “Listen Maggie, I know you’re going to be totally pissed at me and it’s something that I’m willing to take right now. But I had to do it.”

  “Sarah what the hell are you talking about?”

  “Max Phillips…”

  “What the fuck Sarah,” I cut her off. “What the fuck did you tell the sniveling shithead?”

  “Maggie, he came by today before the boys came back from Boston. He showed me a picture. One you should see. I gave him Jacobs address on the grounds he is not allowed to reveal your location to anyone and I’ll give him the exclusive release when the twins are born.”

  “Sarah I can’t believe you. Max’s works for that stupid rag The Voice, why wouldn’t you want a better magazine for that?”

  “He left The Voice last week he’s over at Flare now.”

  Well it’s about time. Max himself wasn’t that bad, but working for that magazine had made him insufferable. At least now he’d be writing the truth.

  “Also before I forget, that realtor lady called Decker’s phone looking for you, something about the water heater in your house going bad. You may wanna call her or walk over to the house to find out.”

  “I’ll call her,” I responded as the doorbell rang. “That’s the door. I bet it’s Max. I better go save him before Liam pummel’s him into the ground.”

  “Just hear him out all the way,” she said before hanging up on me.

  I walked into the living room to find Liam blocking Max from coming in the house. I pushed him aside and ushered Max into the house. Without saying a word he opened a folder he was holding and pulled out the picture of Tobias and Camilla placing it on the coffee table.

  I glowered at him and clenched my fist.

  He held up a hand as a pleading jester, “Just listen to me. Look at this picture this was supposedly taken two weeks ago right before spring training ended.”

  “Yeah so. What’s your fucking point Max?” I spit angrily at him.

  He pulled another photo out of the folder and put it next to the other one sitting on the coffee table. “This was taken of you and Tobias down at Chelsea Piers two days before he left. Just look at them and let me know what the difference is.”

  “The fucking difference is I’m not in this picture!” I said as I slammed my fist down on the picture of Camilla and him.

  “Just look. I’ll wait till you figure it out. It took me a while to figure it out,” he sat back on the couch and eyed me.

  I turned to the pictures and just got madder and madder as I looked at them. I mean what was I supposed to see different in each picture besides I wasn’t the one in one of them.

  Tobias in both? Check!

  Me in one? Check!

  Camilla James in on? Check!

  Florida, New York City? Check and Check!

  I wasn’t getting what Max was trying to tell me. Not only was I mad because I’ve been staring at the picture of Tobias cheating on me for almost an hour now, but I was also getting a little mad at Max for bringing this shit to me and not even explaining anything or saying a word for close to an hour now.

  He finally sat forward and said while pointing to the picture of Tobias and Camilla, “It’s the small minor details. Not the big picture. Look closer at the small details.”

  I took in all the small details of the picture. The surroundings in each one. The body language in each picture. The way their hair was cut and styled. The clothes they wore. They way his arm was placed around her waist. Then I looked at the picture of us and did the same thing. I couldn’t see it. I couldn’t see what Max was trying to get at.

  Tears were rolling down my cheeks. My heart was breaking. I wanted to kill Tobias for doing this to me. For making me feel this way. For once again proving that I am weak.

  I picked up the picture of me and him that was taken just before he left. I ran my finger from his head down to his arm that was wrapped around my neck. I traced the tattoo he had gotten for me, shortly after Sarah’s fundraiser last summer, Schatz, the German word for sweetheart, right across his ulna bone.

  He did that for me. Said he always wanted a part of me with him even if we weren’t together because he was on the road.

  Wait!

  The small things.

  The minor details.

  Not the big picture!

  Grabbing the other picture, I looked at the small detail.

  FUCK!!!!!!!

  I kissed Max on the cheek and flew upstairs to my room with the phone.

  I can’t believe I had been so stupid. I can’t believe I didn’t notice it before. This was my entire fault, if I just had listened to what he had to say that day or any of the other days in the past two weeks. How could I have been so freaking stupid?

  The fucking tattoo, it’s not in the other picture. It’s an old picture.

  “Sweetheart?” He answered on the first ring.

  My voice was small as I spoke “Hi.”

  “Are you ok?”

  “No,” I took a big breath I before continued. “No I’m not. I fucked up. I’m so sorry can you forgive me.”

  “Schatz, there is nothing to forgive. I get what was happening. I would have felt the same way if it was the other way around. I did last year when those photos of you and Sarah were published at the Botanical Garden.”

  “No Tobias, you don’t understand. I fucked up. I wanna see you. I need to see you.”

  He didn’t answer for the longest time. I didn’t say anything to him. I was just content on hearing him breath. Knowing that he was thinking about what I was asking.

  I heard footsteps on the stairs and ignored them knowing that it was either Jacob or Liam. Right now all I wanted to do was concentrate on Tobias. Concentrate on how I was going to fix my royal fuck up.

  “Look up,” he finally said in a whisper I barely heard.

  I didn’t understand why he wanted me to look up so I kept my face down towards the bed, picking at the little lint balls that had formed on the jersey cotton sheets.

  “Look up,” this time his voice was clear and it wasn’t even through the phone. It was standing right in front of me. It was there near me.

  As I looked up I saw him for the first time in almost three months. He looked as gorgeous as ever. He looked tired. He looked sad. But mostly he looked heartbroken.

  I was up off the bed and jumping on him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips. His arms went around my back and crushed me to him. My face buried in his neck, his in my hair breathing me in.

  “How are you here?”

  “Liam sent me a text saying Max was here. I got it as I walked off the plane. I had the car bring me here instead of the apartment. What did Max want?”

  “To show me how stupid I am. To show me that you weren’t that guy.”

  “He helped?” Tobias sounded surprised.

  I nodded my head. “He’s the one who showed me that is was an old picture. I’m sorry.”

  He walked us over to the bed and laid us down. I snuggled into his side. I felt home for the first time in two weeks. I knew we had a lot to talk about. I knew I had to tell him about what had happened with Liam.

  Oh god how was he going to react. Is he going to fire Liam? Is he going to hit him?

  I didn’t care at that moment, at that moment all I cared about was being wrapped in him. I closed my eyes as I felt Tobias’s breathing even out. I realized he had dozed off in a matter of seconds. Was he not sleeping because I wasn’t there? I was soon falling asleep myself right where I wanted to be.

  I was awoken sometime later to a phone ringing. I was still wrapped up in Tobias who was sound asleep. I reached out for the phone and answered it, “Hello,” fuck why didn’t I check the calle
r ID. What the fuck time is it any ways?

  “Maggie, its Jannie, how are you dear?”

  “I’m good Jannie. I just got your message from Sarah and I was going to call you. She said the water heater at the house went.”

  “Yeah. The guy who lives there says he’s been doing most of the fixing when little things break. He just feels that this is too big of an item for him to do on his own.”

  “Oh my god, he didn’t need to be fixing anything in the house. That’s my job as the landlord. I’ll call him and set up a time to come over and look at the thing. I’ll also have to ask about reimbursing him for the things he’s fixed.”

  “He said he was going to be out of town for a few days. But said the spare key is still where you had it hidden if you didn’t have a copy.”

  I hung up with Jannie and looked at the time, eight am. Wow we slept sixteen hours. I was starving and I knew when Tobias woke up he was going to be to. I slid out from around him and grabbed a hair tie as I made my way downstairs.

  “Hungry,” I asked Liam as I passed him sitting on the couch. He shook his head yes and stood up to follow me into the kitchen.

  “Are you guys ok?” He asked as he leaned against the door jam.

  “We didn’t even talk. I hugged him and two minutes later we were asleep. I just woke up. I’m sure he will be up shortly.” I began digging in the fridge pulling out milk, eggs and bacon. Moving to the cabinet I pulled out flour, chocolate chips and other ingredients.

  I needed a pick-me-up and I was going to make chocolate chip waffles. I searched a couple of cabinets before I found the waffle maker and went about mixing all the ingredients together.

  “You’re still going to tell him what happened right?” Liam asked.

  I nodded my head, “He has the right to know.”

  Jacob walked into the kitchen at that moment all sweaty and shirtless from a run around the neighborhood. Jacob had an awesome body. He was ripped and muscles in all the right places. I could see why he had a trail of girls following him when he went running. I often teased him that he was like the pied piper of running. When he would go out without his shirt on, women who normally wouldn’t think about running quickly ran to their closet, found their running shoes hidden in the back covered in years of dust, just to follow him around.