Instant Obsession

by Steele, C. M.

  “You’re my fantasy come true, Tanner. Don’t let me down.”

  “Never.” His mouth closes over mine, and I don’t care that we have an audience because we have each other. The song comes to an end as our kiss does. There’s a round of applause, and I blush as I see everyone cheering as if this is our night. I look at Tanner, and he’s even more embarrassed about the clapping than I am.

  Emmitt and Madison stroll up to us with smiles as broad as their faces. “You two looked amazing together. I can’t believe it’s taken this long for you two to meet.”

  “It was fate that she ran into my bedroom today. And now, I’m never letting her go.”

  “Good man.”

  The best, I say internally.

  Chapter 12

  Tanner

  “I think it’s time for Addison and me to leave.” My dick is pressing hard against my belt and zipper, probably getting imprinted at the moment.

  My father and Devin shook their heads. Shit, what was it now? “Actually, Mr. Bryant, that’s what I need to talk to you about. I’m sorry. I didn’t want to cause any more problems, but before the crazy broad left she slashed your tires.”

  “You can borrow one of my cars if you’d like, but the guys will have your car repaired in the morning if you just want to stay.”

  “It’s probably best if we stay the night anyway. I hear there’s going to be a massive breakfast,” Addison says, smirking up at me. “What do you want to do?”

  “We’re staying,” I growl, scooping her up in my arms and rushing through the halls and up the stairs. I don’t think I have run in the house since I was a boy. Fuck, I feel so alive.

  As soon as I have her in the bedroom, I lock the door and set her on her feet. “I need those lips.” I cup her soft cheeks, bringing her face to mine and kissing her like she’s meant to be kissed. I groan against her mouth when her hands slide over my cock.

  “Tanner,” she sighs as she strokes me through the material. I’m about to come if she doesn’t stop. She doesn’t. Instead, she pulls on my belt and opens my zipper, whipping out my cock. The feel of her tiny, warm hands moving up and down my shaft is too much.

  I pull back. “I’m about to come.”

  “And you don’t want to?”

  “I want you to come, too.”

  “Tomorrow. I’m a little sore, but I want you to know that I’d do anything for you, Tanner.” Shit, I forgot that it had to hurt her. Then she walked around and danced with me. Her pussy must be so tender. I’ll have to do better at taking care of her.

  “Good. Then marry me.”

  “Yes,” she replies, and I can’t hold back. Streams of come shoot out over her hands and my stomach. I drop my head onto hers, breathing like I just ran a marathon. “Time for a shower.”

  I watch her step back and walk to the bathroom. God, I’m still so fucking hard. I take off my clothes in a mad rush, tossing them where they land. I’ve lost it. That’s not who I am. Things have to be orderly and neat. I look at the pile and it hits me that I really don’t care. Strolling into the bathroom, I see her standing under the spray. Her tits are so perfect. This is the first time I got to see them fully. They’re more than a handful and her nipple is a dark, brownish pink color. My tongue slips out of my mouth, licking my bottom lip.

  Instantly every dirty thought I’ve ever had runs through my head. Second after second they get nastier as she gets clean. Images of her on her knees, legs parted and her head looking up at me with her mouth open. Groaning, I grab my shaft and stroke, picturing her taking me down deep and begging for more of my cock. I imagine her fingers slipping between her thighs, rubbing her little clit until she comes, and I follow. Fuck, my eyes open as my come is all over my hand. I came again. I’m so damn embarrassed that I can’t even look at her.

  “I need your help, Tanner,” she cries out. And there she is, leaning against the wall with her fingers in her pussy, pumping them in and out as her other hand cups and tugs on her tit. I step into the shower in a flash. All embarrassment gone and my cock still rigid as can be. I kiss her, then drop to my knees.

  “Did you like what you saw, baby?” The sight of her losing herself like I imagined shook off every worry I had about my lack of experience.

  “Yes,” she moans, biting her lip. “I don’t know how to get myself off. I need your touch, Tanner.” My fingers part her folds and one dips inside, stroking her while my tongue works her special little nub. Fuck, I could eat her up all night long.

  * * *

  The alarm on my phone goes off and I’m fucking more exhausted than I’ve ever been as I reach over and turn it off. Addison sighs and snuggles in closer to me. For the first time in my life, I want to sleep in. “Sorry, babe.”

  “I’m an early riser too. It’s just someone wore me completely out.”

  “Whoa, is someone starving? Let’s get up then. I can’t have you wasting away on me.” I get out of bed and see the sunlight beaming through my messy room. Holy shit. Yesterday had been too damn crazy to even understand. “I need to go back to the room I was staying in. My clothes are there.”

  “Get your pretty ass dressed first. I don’t want to beat anyone to death for seeing you like this.”

  “Luckily, you didn’t ruin my dress.” She slips it back on without anything underneath. “I’ll be ready to go down in twenty minutes.” I wag my brows at her, wondering if she purposefully said that. She winks at me and I can’t stop myself from closing the distance and bracing my arms around her. “We’ll never make it down to breakfast that way.”

  “Well, maybe later then, handsome.” She kisses my cheek and pulls out of my hold, running from the room. I stick my head out of the room and watch her scurry down the hallway. As soon as she’s in the room, I close the door and look at the chaos before me. Quickly picking up the scattered clothes, straightening the bed and fixing some of the furniture, I jump into the shower.

  I’m stepping out of the bathroom to find Addison leaning against the door, although this time she’s facing me. “Wow, a repeat?” she asks with her mouth gaping at my tented towel.

  “No.”

  “Fine. I just came to tell you that I’ll meet you downstairs. I just ran into your father in the hall. He said breakfast is ready.”

  “Good. Get some before everyone else eats it all.”

  “What about you?”

  “I need about five minutes and then I’ll be there.” I open the bedroom door and then pat her ass as I scoot her out of the room. I need like five minutes to get myself under control. The kitchen’s down the hall from the main staircase, but as I get closer, I feel my rage build. Addison’s leaning against the wall with Frank’s hands trapping her in.

  “You and the freak? He couldn’t please you like I can. I bet he couldn’t even make you come.”

  “Get away from me. Let me go,” Addison pleads. I don’t need to see or hear another word, he’s dead. I rush over, grip his shoulder, and then spin him toward me. As soon as our eyes make contact he knows that he fucked up. My fist goes to Frank’s face before he can react, sending him onto his ass. “You put your hands on my woman?” I roar, giving no shit who hears. He scoots back and stands up ready to fight, but he messed with the wrong man. Stupidly, he comes at me again. “Are you that dumb?” I swiftly move to the side and hit him in the kidney with a good body shot.

  “Whoa, what the hell is going on?”

  “Your son’s a fucking nut.” This time I cut off his next words with my hand on his throat. “If you ever come near her or me again I will find a nice spot to put your remains so no one will ever find you.” I shove him away and step back to watch him hold his mouth.

  “I’m going to sue you.”

  “Go ahead. This house has surveillance cameras throughout the house.”

  “Get rid of him,” my father tells his security team. I turn my head to Addison who’s crying. Fuck. I didn’t mean to scare her. I take her in my arms, grateful that she doesn’t pull away. “I’m sorry.
I didn’t mean to lose it like that.”

  “No, no. I’m not upset about that. It’s just I thought I would have handled a confrontation like that better than I did. I’ve been able to stop him from cornering me before, but I was distracted, and he had me pinned to the wall.”

  “I know. It’s over now. He’s never going to come around you again. I’m sorry that you had to deal with that at all.”

  “Seriously, Emmitt needs better friends.”

  “Well, kids, how about we eat and forget about that unseemly behavior.”

  “Thank you, Mr. Bryant.”

  “You’re welcome, sweet girl. Besides, I can’t have all that food go to waste.” I take her hand, reeling with anger still. She gives it a squeeze for reassurance. I stare down at her and do my best to smile, but the thought of that bastard’s hands on her plays over in my head.

  “If you want me to go, I can just go home, Tanner.”

  “What? Have you lost your mind?”

  “Excuse me,” she hisses, stopping and crossing her arms.

  “Sorry. I didn’t mean that. I just don’t want you to go anywhere.” I’m botching this thing up.

  “I’m kidding. I knew what you meant. You just look so angry, I wondered if you were mad at me. I swear I didn’t want his attention.”

  I grab her hands and hold them in mine as I stare into her eyes. “Enough. I’m not mad at you at all. It’s not your fault; he’s a douchebag, but I’m going to have a talk with Emmitt about his choices in friends.”

  Chapter 13

  Tanner

  Emmitt and Madison just returned from their honeymoon, so we’ve all gathered for a family dinner like we normally do, but this time it’s with both our women. Damn a week from now, Addison will be mine and no one will separate us.

  “So Emmitt, I need you to do me a favor. Be my best man.”

  His eyes and mouth open wide. He sets down his bottle of beer. “I can’t believe you want me to be your best man after everything that’s happened.”

  I have no other options and I know no one better for the job. I may not show it, but I’ve always thought of Emmitt as my sidekick growing up even though we were worlds apart. College had been hard and there was Emmitt, still in high school, helping me get through my days.

  “Emmitt, you’re my best friend and you always have been. We’re brothers even if it’s not by blood. Things got crazy at the wedding and maybe I should have mentioned it before.”

  “Why didn’t you? You never called her out even when she was being a total cunt and earned your vengeance.”

  “I wanted to many times, but I was afraid it would cost me you. We’ve been so close and well, I don’t make friends. You know it as well as I do. I didn’t want to lose that bond because she’s your mother. I don’t have my mother and it’s a pain that stuck with me all these years.”

  “It’s better to have a good mother gone too soon than a sick, twisted mother destroying lives.”

  “I suppose you have a point there.”

  Emmitt takes a long drink from his beer. Once he’s done I can see that he’s about to say something, but he opens and closes his mouth twice. He shakes his head and finally chokes out the words. “Tell me, did she ever…never mind I don’t want to know.”

  I know what he’s asking. It’s a big part of why I never wanted to tell him. It’s a lot to handle and especially for a child to hear about their parent. “Spying on me in the shower was the most she’d ever done. It’s fucking terrible and when I think about it, it grosses me out and it’s why I lock the bathroom door when I shower. Thankfully, Addison changed me.” Fuck, I love when Addison watches me from the doorway. It’s super sexy and tempting.

  “For the good.”

  “And you found her for me,” I remind him. I never would have found her on my own. Damn, thinking about it sends a pain through my chest.

  “Ah, so that makes me qualified for the best man position.”

  “You got that right.” He throws his arms around me for a hug. I hug him back because I’m so grateful that he’s my best man and brother.

  “How about we hunt down our women and join them for some food?”

  “I could go for a steak right now.” My stomach rumbles, but really I want to find my woman and worship her body with my hands and mouth. We walk out of my father’s office after our talk and I feel relieved. It’s one less thing on my mind.

  As we step into the kitchen, the girls are giggling and dipping Oreos into milk. “Aren’t we about to eat dinner?” Emmitt loves steak and never lets snacks get in the way of him polishing off every last bite.

  “Says the man who likes his dessert twice,” Madison tells Emmitt. From the blush on his face, it’s not real food she’s referring to.

  “I happen to love dessert,” I growl, grabbing Addison around the waist and crushing my lips to hers. “How about dinner and then we go to bed early?”

  “I’m game,” she whispers, brushing her lips against mine.

  That night we made love for two hours before finally taking a breather to talk. “So I had a talk with Madison about the incident at her wedding.”

  “I’m glad we’re having this conversation after we had sex.” She punches me in the arm and then kisses that spot even though I didn’t even feel her little jab.

  “She wanted to tell me about why she jumped to conclusions.”

  “It seems that for the past twenty-four hours before the wedding the bitch had been filling Madison’s head with doubt. She told her that Emmitt had been dating a model that he invited to the wedding and she ‘accidentally’ sent her a message with a link. It was about a bride finding out at the wedding that her groom had been sleeping with the maid of honor.”

  “She still should have trusted you.”

  “It’s not that easy. From the moment we met, she thought Emmitt and I were more alike and maybe he’d see that and change his mind.”

  “Over my dead body,” I grunt out, taking lips in a possessive kiss.

  “Silly, over his too. He loves her unconditionally, obsessively even. The wedding was stressful and the vitriol out of his mother broke her for just a minute.”

  “I had a talk with Emmitt about that day. I knew her so I knew that it was pure horseshit, but I’m sure half the guests wondered if it was true and some probably still do. The bitch is manipulative, and she gave Emmitt the guilt trip about her being alone so he continued to cater to her until she came between him and Madison. I wish them the best. I’m fucking grateful that he found Madison and wasn’t interested in you. He’s a fool, but I’m not complaining.”

  “Neither am I.” She reaches for my stiff cock, giving it the gentlest caress. I growl and pin her to the bed, starting our passionate night over again.

  * * *

  I’m back to work the day after our wedding. Tomorrow I take Addison on a nice honeymoon. Unfortunately, I have two major clients that need audits before I can take time off, and they only want me to handle it. So Addison’s pretty ass is around the office today, but I sent her to do something else because she’s a delicious distraction, and my dick takes all the damn brain power I have left.

  As much as I hate having her roam around the office building, I need some work done so I sent her into the conference room to type up some reports and organize a few documents. I’m in the middle of the quarterly invoices for the one restaurant of twelve the client owns and there’s a small discrepancy that I don’t really have time for. I start searching through the documents when I sense someone next to my desk. I look up and Grace is standing there with a cup of coffee.

  “Just for you. Just the way you like it.” Her voice is just above a whisper. Is she getting some type of laryngitis?

  “Thanks, please set it over there. I don’t want to spill it on—” I can’t get the last of the word out before she accidentally spills it on my pants. It’s not burning hot, but it stings. “Get out of here.”

  “I can take care of it.” She reaches with a towel tha
t she magically had and starts to reach for my lap. I shove her hand away and stand up. “I said get out. You’ve slowed down my schedule.” I walk to the bathroom and pull out the hand towel to dry some of the dampness.

  “I’m just trying to take care of you,” she says, having followed me to the bathroom. I’m actually trapped between the door and her. I bump her slightly to move past her.

  “You’re fired.” We both look toward the door and Addison is standing there with her arms crossed glaring at Grace.

  “You can’t do that because Tanner and I were having an affair.” She reaches for my arm and I push it away.

  “We’re not.” I can’t believe that’s what she’s trying to do. I look to my wife to see if she believes the lie.

  As I move toward her, Addison walks around me and straight to Grace. She grabs her around the throat with one hand and then slaps the shit out of her with the other. “Bitch, if my husband wanted you, you’d be the one wearing this. Get the fuck gone before I beat your motherfucking face in like I should.”

  “If it wasn’t clear to you. You’re fired.” I turn to Addison who moves in Grace’s direction, sending Grace running out of my office and to the reception area.

  “You,” she snarls at me. Her finger presses into my chest. “Better learn when a woman is flirting with you before it gets to this point because if I didn’t know better, I’d be in tears running out of your life.”

  “I’m sorry, but it’s sure as fuck good that you do know better, Mrs. Bryant because I’ll tan your pretty little ass if you try to run out on me.” I reach for the door and slam it shut, locking us inside. “Now, take off your clothes.”