Sounds Like Obsession (Sounds Like 1)

He thrust.

One. “Oh shit.”

Two. “Fuck me, harder.”

Three. “You’re mine, Syd. Mine.”

The lava erupted between us as we clawed and bit. Kissed and loved. Fucked and screamed while our bodies mended us through one earth-shattering orgasm after another. They bound us together, threading the tears and rips in our relationship.

He pumped inside me, hilting himself like he never had until I screamed his name. My back arched and I gave him everything I had. I wanted him to know and to feel that I had forgiven him. I needed him to know we were healed this way. Whole. We didn’t have to be tattered and torn. As he pushed inside me, I knew we could be at the beginning again. We had another chapter that started tonight.

“Syd, I’m going to come. You’re so fucking incredible,” he growled, steadying himself for another primal thrust.

I looked in his eyes, urging him to make me feel it. To remind me why he was the one I could never forget.

His release washed inside me and he fell on my chest in an exhausted heap. I ran my fingers through his hair. We tried to steady our breaths.

“God, sex with you is always insanely hot. Do you know that?”

I laughed. “That’s the ice cream talking.”

He grabbed my ass, squeezing it roughly. “Maybe you didn’t get enough ice cream.”

The laughter ebbed and my heart started to race again. “You promised me a shower. I somehow got extremely dirty and sticky in your bed.”

“You can’t blame me. Can you?”

“For what?” The candles flickered on the dresser, but it was enough light to read his expression. His tone wasn’t playful.

“For wanting you. For wanting to make up for lost time. For trying to fuck us back together.”

“I kind of like the idea of fucking us back together,” I admitted. “We’re so broken. It feels like it’s where we have to start.”

“You’re right.” He cupped the side of my face, drawing my mouth to his. “We have a lot to answer for. I know you have questions. I made promises to you today that I’m going to keep. But tonight, I need this.”

I nodded. “I need it too. We can talk later.” I climbed on top of his waist. “There’s too much to talk about tonight anyway. I promise to ask you a thousand questions tomorrow. A thousand and one,” I corrected, losing myself in the moment.

I ran my nails over his stomach, and fisted his cock, pumping lightly. He reached forward, twisting my nipples until they were hard again. I looked down at how his shaft had come to life in my palm at the same time.

His eyes closed as he pushed inside me and my hips began to move, taking him deeper and deeper. I was careful not to press on his chest or slide forward. I leaned back, pointing my tits toward the ceiling as I rode him to another orgasm.

We were in a cloud of sex. The kind of cloud you don’t escape. A beautiful storm had found us and we were going to ride it out until there was nothing left of either of us.

Chapter Thirty-Five

AJ was asleep next to me. My eyes blinked open when I heard the buzz of my phone. I wasn’t sure why I checked it. Why wasn’t I a sound sleeper like the sex machine next to me? It was mostly dark, but I could tell the sun was starting to rise outside the blinds. I hadn’t been able to sleep much. After sex, we took a shower, climbed into bed, and had more sex. Eventually, our eyes closed as our bodies tangled together. We were both the kind of exhausted that penetrated our bones, only I couldn’t let myself sleep. I wouldn’t let it creep in and take hold.

I didn’t have the kind of injuries AJ did. He needed sleep more than I did. I could sleep later.

I picked up my phone, grabbed a T-Shirt, and tip-toed to the living room. I settled onto the couch and read the messages. There had to be at least ten from the same number. But who was it? It wasn’t someone in my contacts list.

I pulled my hair back and tried to focus. It was an absurd concept. Focus? Now? After everything I had been through? After being with AJ again? After being sleep-deprived and emotionally exhausted?

The texts babbled. They didn’t make sense. But when I strung them together in a different order, I realized that whoever had sent them did have an order. They were just delivered to my phone out of sequence.

Oh my God. Oh my God.

I jumped up from the couch. I had to go. I needed to get on the road now.