Frayed Obsession (The Frayed Trilogy 1)

He takes a step towards me.

“Would I find your pussy as flushed as your pretty, pink cheeks?” he asks, running the back of his fingers over the side of my heated face.

I don’t know if he expects me to answer him, but even if I could somehow find the words to respond, I’m not sure I’d be able to speak them. The picture he paints shouldn’t arouse me so much, but God, it does.

“Are you already glistening and ready for me?” He leans in, speaking the words against my lips.

A flush of warmth spreads through me, and I know he’d find me exactly as he describes. He’s barely even touched me, and my body is thrumming with need.

Sebastian hums low in his throat like he’s contemplating turning his words into actions, and I squeeze my legs together with anticipation.

I’m so close to begging, but before I can lose the battle with myself, he pulls back, groaning as he adjusts his very clearly aroused length again.

He gives me another heated glance before disappearing down the hall, and I’m left standing in the lounge room, my breath coming hard and fast and my underwear completely soaked through.

Sebastian returns not long later, wearing a fresh shirt, his hair wet from a shower. And I’ve mostly got myself under control, but the warmth in my belly lingers.

“I’ll be late tonight. I have to catch up on some things at work.”

“Okay.”

“We’ll go for a run tonight, okay?” he says to Shadow, patting his head when the dog walks sleepily over to him. “I already put his food out,” he says, bringing his attention back to me. “I’ll ask Mason to come up early and take him out.”

“I can do it,” I say slowly. I don’t want to bother Mason. He already spends all his break time taking Shadow out. Usually, I go with him anyway. It’s nice to get out of the penthouse, and I enjoy his company.

He stares at me, his brows drawing low over his eyes, and I fidget under his attention. “I don’t want you out by yourself,” he says, but instead of commanding, his voice is wary. Concerned.

I swallow, shocked at his reaction.

He’s worried about me?

“It’s only out front. I’d be okay, Sebastian,” I say as much to reassure myself as to reassure him.

I’ve been down a couple of times by myself, but there’s still a little part in the back of my mind that worries something could happen, as much as I try to suppress it. “And I’ll have Shadow too,” I say, though I still question his guard duty abilities.

Sebastian’s quiet for a moment before he gives a slight nod, though I can tell he’s not happy about it.

My thoughts from last night about telling Sebastian everything filter back through me, and I open my mouth, but nothing comes out.

Come on, say something.

“Sebastian, ah… I…”

“Hmm?” he says, glancing at his watch.

“I…” I sigh. “I’ll see you tonight.”

He lifts his eyes, searching my face. “What is it?”

“Oh, nothing important.” I try for a smile, but it doesn’t feel too convincing. “It can wait.”

He keeps studying me, and I squirm under the intensity. Glancing at his watch again, he makes an annoyed sound. “Shit, I really have to go,” he says, but he doesn’t move, still focussed on me like he’s trying to figure something out.

When he finally does, I sag into the couch, leaning my head back and staring at the high ceiling.

Now to figure out what I’m going to say to him.

It’s late when Sebastian finally gets back to the penthouse, and I jump up from the couch when I hear the lift ding.