Obsession

by Linda Verji

  Freddie had never thought of Lex as athletic but the way he stood with her still in his arms without even breaking a sweat or his breath hitching had her gaping in disbelief. But he didn’t give her time to be shocked because he sealed their lips once more, swallowing her gasp. Still kissing her, he started to walk.

  EVEN THOUGH HE was still a little tipsy, Lex knew that this was a bad idea. A very bad idea! For crying out loud this was his best-friend’s little sister. Yet for some reason, he couldn’t bring himself to care. Freddie tasted too damn good, she felt too damn right in his arms, and he was as hard as steel.

  How could he stop?

  He kept walking until he got to his bedroom. As soon as he stepped through the threshold, the lights automatically came on. He crossed the room and set Freddie next to the spacious bed. After turning down the bed, he set her on it and came right over her.

  Damn! It felt good to have her beneath him like this. He could feel every inch of her; her hands smoothing over his hair and back, her breath whispering against his lips, her lush breasts digging into his chest, and her pussy cradling his cock. Even though their clothes were still between them, he could feel her heat embracing and urging him to take more of her.

  He slanted his lips back over hers, took her in like she was the breath he needed. And he did need her. He hadn’t realized just how much he needed her until she was finally in his arms. Even now, he still couldn’t believe this was happening. It felt like a dream, a fantasy. He pushed his arms beneath her body as they kissed, holding her close as he possibly could just so he could make sure that she wasn’t a fantasy, that this was real.

  Her hands swept down his back to rest on the hem of his shirt. This time he didn’t protest when she started to pull it up. In fact, he helped her out. As soon as his t-shirt was gone, he came back for more of those delicious kisses. Years of pent-up passion were unlocked with those kisses. Her mouth was every fantasy and every dream he’d ever had; soft, silky and demanding.

  Despite his best efforts, Lex couldn’t control his urge to deepen the kisses, force them into something hotter. When even that wasn’t enough, he swept his mouth to a nose, pressing a soft kiss there, before he moved to her forehead. He kissed her cheek, her chin… Every inch of her was like stevia; sweet and delicious.

  “Lex…” she whimpered as her fingers dug into his back. “Lex.”

  The ache in her husky voice sent the need nipping at him out of control. His already swollen cock grew so hard against her thigh that he was surprised it didn’t rip right through his jeans.

  Needing to hear more of those whimpers, he pressed his lips against hers in a hard kiss before pressing light pecks on her chin. Down her neck he went until he got to the top of her chest. Unfortunately, her shirt was there, preventing him from going any further. He reached for the top button but the thing was so tiny that it took ages to get it out of its hole. Worse there were more buttons to get rid of.

  I’m done with this bullshit! With a growl, he grabbed the edges of her collar and ripped her shirt. Freddie’s shocked gasp echoed in the room when the buttons went flying everywhere. Lex didn’t care. He didn’t even look up as he parted her shirt and swiftly pushed her electric blue, lacy bra to the top of her chest, exposing her naked flesh.

  Freddie’s breasts were the kind of breasts his dreams were made of. More than a handful, soft and topped by dark-chocolate points that were already jutting out. Even if he wanted to, Lex wouldn’t have been able to keep his hands off her.

  He began to trace wide circles around her tits. As soon as he did, Freddie sighed and shifted on the bed as if begging him to touch them directly instead of just teasing her. His lips lifted in a half smile, he cupped the flesh around her nipples and began to massage.

  Her breath whooshed out heavily with every caress of her breasts. When he let his fingers graze both nipples then flicked them, the heavy breathing turned into moaning. Thrill and satisfaction raced through him, and he couldn’t help stroking those two sharp points in slow circular motions just so he could hear more of those moans.

  When he pinched her nipples, her moan turned into a cry. What would she do if he actually set his lips on them? Curious, he bent his head and flicked his tongue over one nipple.

  “Aah!” Freddie’s keening cry echoed in the room as she arched upwards into his mouth. Her hands came up to settle in his hair. When he took the pointed tip completely into his mouth, her fingers dug into his scalp and she arched upwards into his mouth.

  Smirking in satisfaction, he dragged his teeth over the nub before easing it with firm suckles. He gave the same erotic treatment to her breast until he had her whimpering his name over and over as her hands fisted over the sheets. But it wasn’t enough for him. He’d wanted her for so long that he needed to see everything, to have everything. Everything.

  He came back up her body for more of her sweet kisses before lifting off her. Freddie instinctively followed him up until she was seated on the bed. He urged her to stand. When she was on her feet, he took her position on the bed and dragged her to stand between the v of his thighs. Then he reached for the button of her jeans.

  Freddie was as eager to get out of her clothes as he was to get her out of them. While he dragged her jeans down her legs along with her panties and socks, she got rid of her bra. In mere seconds, she was completely naked and exposed to his intent gaze.

  His body pulsed, dark and hard with desire, as his eyes raked over her heavy breasts and wandered down her torso to her thick thighs. Freddie was no stick-thin model. She was all warm curves and soft flesh, his exact opposite. It only made him want her more. He wanted to hold her close, ease his sharpness with her curves and draw all her warmth into himself.

  His gaze wandered to the spot between her thighs… and he almost swallowed his tongue at the erotic sight that met him. The light pubic hair on her mound was already gleaming with wetness. Obviously, she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. He cupped her hips and lowered his head to place a light kiss on her pussy.

  “Lex.” Freddie’s startled gasp met his actions.

  “Pretty,” he announced with a smile as he met her eyes. Immediate shyness flashed in Freddie’s eyes. The unexpected shyness was enough to make him smirk in satisfaction as he kissed his way up to her breasts.

  Taking one nipple in his mouth, he smoothed his hand downwards. The moment he set his palm on her mound and cupped her, her breath hitched. Her moist folds easily flowered beneath his touch, sliding apart to allow him entry between them. She was slick, soft and went… ready for his touch.

  When he began stroking gently, spreading her honey around her slit, she moaned. He moved his fingers upwards until he found her clit. Those whimpers grew louder, and she set her hands on his shoulders to support herself. His lips still on her nipples, he drank in the shudder that wracked her body as he flicked that little nub.

  Round and round he turned it. Little circles that had her calling his name and throwing back her head in pleasure. But it wasn’t enough for him. He wanted everything she had to give. He moved his hand downward, to her entrance. Slowly, he slid his middle finger in.

  “Oh… ah… Lex.” Freddie’s lips parted in a silent scream as her shock widened eyes lowered to meet his.

  This! He’d had so many wet dreams of her looking this way that her expression felt familiar. Her face was contorted in a mask that couldn’t be mistaken for anything other than passion. It sent indescribable satisfaction racing through him. Though he was already burning up and aching to get into her, he kept playing with her just so he could see more of that expression.

  Watching her, he slid his finger in then out. Her fluids coated his finger, making it slick, even as her walls milked him. Damn! He couldn’t wait to get in there. Already, he could tell that it would be a tight fit. Worry seeped in to meld with his anticipation. Freddie was so tight that he wondered if she’d even be able to take him. To test her, he pushed a second finger in.

  “Oh!” With a moan,
she reluctantly accepted the second digit.

  “That’s it!” he coaxed, his own voice rough with desire, as he thrust his fingers into the soaking depths of her pussy and pulled them back out. Over and over again, he repeated the motion until her knees gave out and she ended up on his lap.

  His lips met hers in a deep kiss as his fingers wreaked havoc inside her. Slowly but surely, he dragged her to pleasure’s cliff. With one more stroke, he tipped her right over the edge, and she came undone. She buried her face in his shoulder and moaned repeatedly as her pussy clenched and convulsed around his fingers.

  She was gripping his arm so tightly that he was sure that there’d be marks tomorrow but he couldn’t bring himself to care. What mattered was that she was here in his arms. He stroked her back and cradled her in his arms as she slowly came down from her high.

  With a sigh, she raised her head from his shoulder. He immediately lowered his head to meet her in a slow, deep kiss that only worsened the raging heat that was consuming him. However, before he could do anything about his needs, Freddie suddenly shoved him backwards until he was lying on the bed.

  She lifted off his lap then reached for his belt. In a short minute, she’d gotten rid of his pants and boxer-briefs so he was just as naked as she was. His cock was already at full–mast and it immediately drew her attention. It was obvious that Freddie liked what she saw by the appreciation that glimmered in her gaze. When she bit her lower lip, he almost came right then and there.

  Then she was climbing the bed and straddling his body. When she lowered her head, he was ready for her. He met her in a wild kiss that fanned the flames already dancing between them. When she tore her lips from his and started to kiss her way down his body, Lex knew what she was planning to do, the gift she was planning to give him. But he couldn’t let her.

  Any other day it would’ve been okay. But not today. Not when he was already standing at a cliff like this. Not when he was this desperate for her. His cock was already swollen to painful proportions and if she so much as put her lips on him, no doubt he’d come prematurely. He couldn’t let that happen. Not on their first night together.

  He quickly flipped their position so that she was the one lying on her back.

  “Lex?” she protested as surprise filled her eyes.

  “I need you,” he explained before quickly reaching over to the nightstand table. From the top drawer, he drew out a rubber. Strapping up took less than a minute, and by the time he got back to her, she was already waiting for him.

  Needing to make sure that she was still ready for him, he dived in between her legs. The moment he set his lips on her pussy, her nectar met him as did her needy whimpers. With his tongue, he probed her folds, flicked her clit and licked her honey. Damn! She tasted amazing. If he wasn’t already on the verge of breaking, he would’ve spent more time lapping her liquid passion and satiating himself.

  He used his fingers to open her a bit more before moving upwards until his cock was dancing at her entrance. He set his lips on Freddie’s for a tender kiss before pushing in.

  Fuck! She felt amazing. Her pussy was slick yet somehow still tight enough that it felt like he was driving into a gloved fist. She was hot and tight as she clamped around him. Muscles strained and his heart pounding, he pushed deeper into her.

  He wanted to go slow, he really did. But his aching cock got the better of him. He’d waited too long for this. Waited too long for her. Instinctively, he drew his hips backwards then jammed his dick into her all the way to the root.

  “Lex!” she screamed as she swallowed him whole.

  THIS WAS HELL! He was killing her. His thrusts were incessant, unrelenting, and her pussy trembled with each stroke. Each time Lex shoved his long, length in, he buried himself so deep inside her that it felt like he was in her throat. At this rate, he was going to tear her apart, kill her. Yet for some reason, she felt more alive than she’d ever felt.

  The feeling of having his long, thick cock deep inside her was indescribably delicious, better than anything she’d ever felt. She was full of him, every inch of her imprinted with his scent, his touch, his loving. Instead of shoving him off her or telling him to stop, she spread her legs for him. Worse, she set her hands on his ass, encouraging him to drive in even deeper, harder.

  His kiss was just as lethal as his strokes. He made love to her mouth with slow sliding thrusts that matched his rhythm. It almost felt like he was trying to possess every inch of her body.

  He tore his lips to meet her eyes, and his expression left her heart racing. His face was flushed and damp with desire, his eyes were wild and shadowed, and his breathing was just as irregular as hers. Obviously, he was being consumed by the same desire racing through her.

  His gaze still locked with hers, he slowly pulled his shaft out before shoving it right back into her. Then he did it again.

  “Oh… oh… ah…” She cried out as he kept thrusting into her, over and over again. “Oh my g… ah! Lex.”

  Her cries only seemed to worsen the torture. He lifted off her but it was only so he could set his hands on her shoulders. Holding her down firmly, he pumped back into her. For some reason, his strokes felt even sharper and stronger. Her eyes rolled back into her head as new sensations assaulted her already battered system.

  Passion like this couldn’t possibly be safe. It felt like she’d explode any moment now. Oh! What had she gotten herself into?

  When he slammed into her again, it was as though he’d switched on an electrical main. Electricity swept through her, overwhelmed her. She started to tremble. Even though she knew what was coming and could feel the tide rising inside her, there was nothing she could do to stop it or protect herself. The tide rose, and rose, and rose….

  “Aaah!” A keening cry forced its way past her lips as her orgasm raced through her.

  Her whole body shook and convulsed. She heard herself panting and crying as wave after wave of pleasure moved through her. Her lungs seized and the need for oxygen didn’t seem as important as it should’ve been. The only thing that mattered now was the forceful orgasm shredding her senses.

  Her release was the catalyst for Lex’s loss of control. His grip on her shoulders became even harder as he slammed into her. His expression was intense, a mask of desperate need. His strokes became shorter, faster. Faster, faster, faster…

  “Fuck!” His growl came from deep in his throat as he threw his head backwards. Even as his release ripped through him, he kept thrusting into her. When it was over, he flopped over her.

  He stayed like that for quite some time. His head tucked into the v of her shoulder, his body pressing her down and his shaft still tucked inside her. Even though she was just as tired and breathless, Freddie smoothed her hands up and down his back to soothe him.

  It was only after his breathing returned to normal that he stirred. He kissed her temple then lifted off her before trudging to the bathroom to discard the condom. When he came back, he was carrying a warm cloth. Freddie was so exhausted that she barely even moved as he wiped away the evidence of their lovemaking on her swollen skin.

  Lex left again to get rid of the cloth. By the time he came back, Freddie was cocooned beneath the covers, already drifting off to sleep. The bed dipped as he settled in right behind her. Setting his arm over her waist, he brought her closer to his body until they were practically sealed together.

  “Good night!” His whispered words were the last thing Freddie heard before she fell asleep with a smile on her lips.

  CHAPTER 6

  As was her habit, Freddie woke up a few minutes past six the next morning. The moment she came to, she felt the arms around her and the warm person spooning her. At first she thought it was Wesley, and an automatic smile lifted her lips. But just seconds later, everything that he’d done crushed in. Her eyes snapped open. She was about to shove him off her and start berating him when she saw his arm.

  It was obviously not the arm of a black man.

  Oh. My. God! What had she
done?

  Some people’s mental film gets cut off whenever they get drunk and they can’t remember the previous night’s sins. Unfortunately, Freddie wasn’t that lucky. Memories of everything that had happened after catching Wesley and his side-girl flooded in. Everything.

  She remembered running away with Lex, walking on the beach then buying drinks. She remembered going to his house and whining incessantly about Wesley as she and Lex got drunk together. And yes, she remembered that she was the one who’d kissed him first, and that it was when he’d kissed her back that everything had gone wrong.

  Oh. My. God! What had she done?

  Her first instinct was to scramble off the bed but Lex was holding her too tightly. It was obvious by his rhythmic breathing and light snores that he was still sleeping. Still, his arms were like steel bands around her, holding her prisoner. One of his arms was around her shoulders while the other one was around her waist, resting just below her breasts. When she tried to shift away, his arms immediately tightened around her and he dragged her even closer to him.

  Her eyes widened when she felt his shaft pushing against her buttocks. Even though he was asleep, that part of him was very awake. Goodness! She needed to get away from him. She shifted her lower body away, but he followed her immediately and fit himself in the crack of her ass. As ridiculous as it was, that little action sent renewed desire pulsing through her. When he twitched against her, an ache started in her pussy and she actually felt herself getting wet.

  What the hell was wrong with her? She was crazy, right?

  No. No. There’s no time to certify her sanity or lack thereof. What she needed to do was get the hell out of here.

  Gingerly, she moved her hand upwards to the arm that was below her breast. Lex didn’t stir when she grabbed his wrist then moved his arm to the side of her body. He just naturally rested his palm on her hip. Now for the other arm. Since it was acting like a pillow for her, all she had to do was shift it away from her shoulder so it was straight out. The moment she was free, she scrambled off the bed.