All Chapters of His Dangerous Obsession : Chapter 71 - Chapter 77

Quinn's p o v "Save that for later, my lady." I murmur as I jerk her dress up against her waist and tug at the strap of her panties. "Don't call me tha..." Before she could finish, I seize the waist strap of her lacy thong and slowly drag it down, out through her feet and wrap my fingers around the soaked piece before bringing it to my nose and sniffing hard at the sexy fragrance of her wetness. I casually shove it aside and turn back to her. She's down with her dress hiked up to her waist and her knees raised, the blurry view of her drenched pussy beneath sends a shattering sensation through my nerves. Her hair is scattered all-over the table and her shoulder, her face, and the top of her breasts too– it makes her look angelic. Her chest is heaving fast– she's still not settled for her sweet punishment yet. My fingers tap on her ankles, before slowly climbing up her legs. The top of my fingers glide across her creamy thighs causing her to shift against my touch. When I arr

Jane's POV Once he shot the door to his study room, he sat me on top of the table, pinning me down with hands on the table, at both side of my thighs. "What was that all about?" He demanded. "That was about me doing my job well. Isn't that how perfect you wanted it to be?" I clapped back. His nose squeezed, his face tilting back. He perceived the alcohol from my breath, then a smirk draws slowly over the corner of his lips. "Even when you asked Rodrig to stay?" He cocks a brow. "Sounds to me like you enjoyed his company." "Maybe I was just tired of being around you only!" I yelled. "And saw someone with real gut and real aura!" "Or..." His hands slide further, his body coming closer to mine. "You've become so accustomed to the violence I show you that you now love the mafia!" He draws the 'L' in love. That's not true. That'll never be me. I pushed my face closer, our noses almost touching and my eyes glaring stubbornly into his. "I think it's time for me to speak to my

JANEI didn't know what I was thinking now. I don't even know if I was thinking at all. Or maybe I didn't need to think. I just wanted to feel his body on mine. In mine.I wanted to touch him and be touched by him.His lips refused to leave mine during our push and tussle into the shower cubicle. I didn't even know when he pulled his singlet off. Or maybe I did it for him.I didn't care. The moment the water touched my skin, I gasped. He pulls away from me quickly to adjust the temperature of the water.I faced the mirror and figured my singlet was now see-through, glued to my body by the water.Quinn appears behind me, his body warm as we leave the shower behind us but we could still feel the splashes, now warmer.I watch him from the mirror as he plants soft kisses along the length of my neck, his hand tugging at the hem of my singlet. I close my eyes and raise my hands above my head, making it easier for him to drag out of me. When I open my eyes, I'm staring at how amazing my b