Driving My Obsession Novels & Stories

He holds my gaze till the sensations are too much and he closes his eyes briefly, opening them again as if not wanting to miss a single minute. "Oh, babe you have gotten great in it." Slowly I swirl my tongue along the head, flicking at the tip, making him jump. Sliding my lips over the head, I suck gently as I lower my mouth on him, taking him inch by inch till I have it all in my mouth. "Oh, you are driving me crazy."

It had both passion and Obsession in it. The elevator chimed and opened slowly, he raced out of the elevator and through the ground floor hall. He reached the exit and drove in his car without his driver. His body was beaming with joy to see her. In twenty minutes,he reached his mansion. He got out and threw the keys away. Luckily the security guard caught it. He ran like a happy child running towards receiving his Christmas gift. He ran up the stairs and stopped at her doorstep.

I'd take away all her pain, the scars I left behind, and replace them with moments of joy and laughter. These four years were hell for me. They only intensified my feelings towards her. I was obsessed with her. I would day dream about her magically appearing in my office, sometimes in my room. She was everywhere around me. Yet I couldn't hold her. Kiss her like I wanted to. Her divine taste, her scent. Gosh, her scent! I was so obsessed with it. It drove me crazy. Tha might felt so real when I used her. She molded so perfectly with me, felt so good in my arms, underneath me like she was made for me to worship. I almost forgot what my real motive was for her that night, that's how insane she

After I do that, he will never want to leave my side and he will see just how much he wants to be with me. My feelings for him had never changed but rather grew even stronger for him since the night we spent together at his apartment. It was just, I could not wait any longer. I needed to be with him; I needed him to be mine, once and for all. This whole thing had to stop. I never go for guys shorter than me but there was something about Callum that just made my cl*t f*cking throb. The more I thought about him, the more fascinated I became. His flaws and my fascination with him had grown into an obsession. My frustration and obsession had turned into lust. I just could not stop thinking about

“If you're absolutely right, I'm a committed man, I shouldn't be doing this, don't worry about money, you don't owe me anything, feel at home” Andy runs out of there, he felt ashamed, he was violating all his values, he was against anything that disrespected a relationship, a marriage, or any belief, he was very correct. But Camille aroused all kinds of bad thoughts in him, and when he became obsessed with something, there was nothing to get it out of his head, and that was what he was feeling for Camille, an obsession.

I couldn't see anything, but I could hear the soft growls that were becoming louder and louder with each passing second. "She will not stop now. I need to talk to her, try to make her see reason, or she is going to do this forever. It is getting truly irritating. I don't want anyone else to get hurt because of me and she fucking needs to stop," I grunted with a frown as I tried to stand up, but my legs trembled and I sat back down with a sigh. "Her obsession... it is growing. I thought she would stop now that I was away, but-" I shook my head, feeling the frustration pile up inside me.

I lost my sanity instantly and turned to look everywhere in a panic. “Where? Who? I exclaimed scared.” “That car over there seems very suspicious to me.” We both looked back and I could see that he was referring to a black car with tinted windows that was parked a short distance away. Who was there? When that person was discovered, he started the car and quickly drove away. I wanted to see his license plate number, but he didn't have one. “How long have he been there?” My voice sounded different due to my nervousness. “Just a few minutes, but he was driving too slow. Have you seen that vehicle before?”

“But all of my plans were ruined when I saw you for the second time, in the hospital, pacing back and forth, looking after my mother. And that’s when knew you were more than just a business deal. You became my craziest obsession. Something I had yet so far. And I wanted you all to myself no matter what.” “I have gotten everything I ever wanted and just the mere thought of you not being mine, drove me insane.” He rasped. My lips parted slightly in disbelief as I stared at him. With one long stride, he stood before me. My eyes widen when I looked at how enlarged his pupils were. His eyes reeking of lust, obsession, and something more. An emotion I had never encountered.

I promised myself. I squeezed the piece of mirror even harder, ensuring it dug into my palm. Being drunk hadn't been enough to help control my emotions, however, hurting myself was the solution. Yes, I was ready for this. They had to know this one thing; Celina had just gotten started. Indeed, I was a lunatic; I was living in my obsession; injected with my obsession, as well, ready to die in my obsession. Again, I'd say, Celina just got started.

The deja Vu is unbearable. My dick leaks a sticky tang onto my jeans. Fuck. I grit my teeth until my cheeks sting. “Rough… you feel rough and hot.” Like the veins hammering under my skin. I’m draw with Kendrick now. Surprise licks at his face. I don’t slack. I drive hard and fast, wrist aching and waist taut. No, I’m not thinking of Tristan, but I don’t feel like I’m driving a mobile. Damn… I think I’m driving something else.