Page 72 of Abundance of Obsession

Confused, Zoe puts down her phone and stares at me. “What? I have to meet him. You know we need to be sure about Ryker’s sister. This is the perfect opportunity to snoop around. What are you talking about?”

“The plan is to end this soon anyway, so we might as well do it today.”

Fidgeting, I run my fingers through my hair because I need to keep my hands busy. Staying calm feels damn hard right now. I head into the kitchen and pour myself some water.

“What does that mean?” Zoe follows me in. “How are we finishing this? We can’t finish it now.”

With a sigh, I turn to face her and lean against the kitchen counter. “We can, and we’re doing it. Ryker is almost sure that we’re wrong. Aisling isn’t being held against her will at all. She’s there by choice.”

“What about everything I heard?”

I shrug. “Maybe he was talking about someone else.”

“Maybe, maybe, maybe… Maybe so, maybe not.” This time she rolls her eyes, turns away, and starts walking toward the bedroom.

She’s begging to be bent over my knee and spanked a few times on her naked ass. So close...

The glass clinks against the counter, and I follow her like a lovesick puppy would.

“You won’t be meeting him at his place tomorrow, so you can spare me the sarcasm,” I warn her back. Though she can’t see it, I emphasize my command with a pointing finger.

That’s what really makes her anger boil. She appears like a ninja ready to attack, standing face to face with me. “I’m a grown woman, you know? I don’t need your permission! What’s your problem, lover boy?”

“Can’t you see he’s trying to get you into bed? That’s why he invites women over to his apartment for dinner. He wants to sleep with you!”

Zoe freezes. She opens her mouth but nothing comes out, then blinks a few times.

Is she even breathing? I’m not sure. As for me, I’m panting like a beast chasing its prey.

“Is that what this is about?” she whispers. “You’re worried that he’ll want sex?”

A bitter taste appears in my mouth. I grimace. “He wanted it from the start. If it were any other way, he’d be a complete idiot, blind and unable to get a hard-on. You’re a phenomenon no one can pass by without noticing. And he knows it.”

Her eyes wander slowly across my face, over every inch. When our gazes meet, their color vibrates.

“You’re jealous. Again.” It’s not a question.

I know exactly when the last remnants of my composure slip away. It happens despite my iron will. Or maybe it isn’t so strong after all with this woman.

I attack her swollen lips with brutality. Kiss her with all of me. My arms wrap around her, pressing her soft body against me, and a second later, I push her against the wall. But our lips don’t stop this battle.

Her teeth grab my lower lip and pull. Hard. In response, I kiss her even more greedily because fuck, I can’t stop.

With my hips, I press her against the wall. If she had any doubts about what she’s doing to me, this is her answer. I’m hard as a fucking rock.

Only when we’re both out of breath do I pull away from her, but not too far. With my eyes closed, I rest my forehead against hers. She’s burning up, similar to me. Breathing just as fast.

“You’re… my Zoe. The thought that he could touch you, kiss you, worship this body—” I whisper, and a moan escapes me afterward. It rises inside me at the very thought of that motherfucker. “I don’t know what’s happening to me. And it’s pissing me off. I can’t stand the thought… Tell me you’re mine, Raven.”

The words she speaks are comparable to the fluttering of a butterfly’s wings as she presses her lips against mine. I not only hear these words—I feel them too. “I’m yours, Eli. Yours…”

It’s impossible for me to think logically about what this means for us.

My breath is free now.

I grab her thighs and lift her into the air. Before I know it, we’re already in the bedroom, and I lay her down on the bed while I stand upright. She's impossible to take my eyes off.

A tingling sensation in my lower abdomen accompanies the gaze I run over her body.