Semua Bab His Obsession : Bab 81 - Bab 90

Chapter Eighty-oneCaeliaThe soreness of my pussy spread through my entire body, and I pressed myself closer to him with the need to be touched. A jolt of electricity shot through my body the moment his lips touched me, his tongue flicking through the most sore part of my pussy. I writhed under him.His hands gripped my hips, keeping my body in place as he worked his tongue in and out of me.My breath hitched, and I tried to steady myself, but the way his tongue traced over me, teasing and tasting me, made it impossible to stay composed. Each of his stroke was slow and deliberate, sending waves of pleasure rippling through me.He moved up to my clit, sucking it into his mouth, while his fingers found their way into my opening. My body wracked with delight, my toes curled and my eyes began to roll in their sockets. His fingers moved inside of me, easing my soreness and sending warmth through my body. And his suckle on my clit sent me closer and closer to the edge.I arched my back, p

Chapter Eighty-threeCaeliaJust hours away from home and my mom, and it already felt like years—like I had been gone for a long time. There was no one to make me feel small, no one to call me names or make me feel bad about things I couldn’t control. Being away from her was a relief, a breath of fresh air.Aric and I arrived at the front of the house and headed inside. As we walked, his hand slipped down to grip my ass, and he shot me a teasing look.“A… Aric!” I gasped, quickly glancing back at the door to make sure my mom wasn’t anywhere around there.He pulled me closer, his hand settling on my waist as he lowered his head to mine. “Don’t worry,” he murmured with a grin, “I could even fuck you in front of your mom, and she wouldn’t even notice.”I laughed softly, moving my hands to his neck and drawing him closer. “Could you?” I asked, my voice low and sultry.He chuckled, “Do you want to find out? You want…”Before he could finish, the door creaked open. We quickly disentangled,

Chapter Eighty-fiveCaeliaI froze, my heart pounding in my chest. My eyes moved to the door, checking if I had somehow entered the wrong office. But no, this was the right place. I rubbed my eyes, half-expecting that I was seeing things just because I missed him so much. But when I looked again, he was still there—Aric, sitting behind the desk, a knowing smile tugging at his lips.It was as though he already knew I was coming, as if he was expecting me, the naughty smile on his face was nerve wracking.I knew he was wealthy, but I had no idea he owned this company—one of the most prestigious in the city. How could I not have known? What else didn’t I know about him? He didn’t even mention at all that he was the owner of this company. My mind raced with a thousand questions, but before I could process anything further, Aric rose from his seat.He moved toward me with the confidence of someone who owned the entire world, and his aura sent my whole body shaking. Emma was really right. W

Chapter Eighty-sevenCaeliaI knew I wasn’t supposed to get jealous, especially not over my friend. I knew Emma wouldn’t think twice about getting with Aric if she knew I had something going on with him. She’d shut down the idea the moment she realized we were in some sort of relationship. But I couldn’t tell her, and I couldn’t handle her fantasies without feeling that sharp sting of jealousy.She wanted him. She wanted to kiss him because she thought his lips were the sexiest she had ever seen. She was right, but I didn’t want anyone thinking that except me. She wanted him to take her in his office, to fulfill every one of her fantasies with him, because in her eyes, he was perfect. And yes, Aric is perfect—but just for me, not for her or anyone else.I knew I shouldn’t be jealous, but I was. I just couldn’t help it. When he rolled up his sleeve, and I saw for myself that everything Emma said about him was true, my jealousy only deepened. He looked so hot, so irresistibly sexy, that

Chapter Eighty-nineCaeliaWhen my eyes fluttered open, the world around me felt so strange, and off, like I was in the middle of nowhere. Everything was blurry at first, like I was looking through a fog. I blinked multiple times, trying hard to focus one or thing or the other, but nothing made sense. The air felt so heavy, and thick, almost suffocating. Slowly, the shapes in the room started to sharpen—the white ceiling, the faint beeping of machines, the sterile smell of antiseptic that burned in my nose.Where am I?I turned my head gently, wincing at the stiffness in my neck. That was when I saw them—people lying in the beds beside me, some hooked up to machines, others breathing quietly. It hit me all at once. I was in a hospital. But why did it feel so wrong, so distant, like I’d been dropped into a place that wasn’t real? I couldn’t really understand much of what was going on.I sank back into the pillow, trying to steady my breathing, but my heart was racing too fast. And the