Excerpt from Fatal Obsession © Lynn Stookes
“Kylie,” I sigh, wanting to wrap my arms
“Please don’t,” she begs, peering at me.
“Look at me like that,” she answers. “Like
you pity me. I don’t want you to look at me any differently. That’s not why I
told you. I could tell you knew I was still hiding something and I don’t want
to keep secrets from you.”
I think before I reply, “I don’t feel sorry
for you. I hurt for you, Kylie, but most of all, I respect you for being so
strong and able to overcome something horrible with no help from anyone.”
Sitting next to her, I tuck hair behind her ear and continue, “I wish it never
happened, but I’d never pity you. You are the strongest person I know and I’ll
never look at you differently for something some jackass did to you. You fought
“Thank you, Blake,” Kylie says looking at
me, before she yawns.
“Tomorrow’s going to be a long day. We
should get some sleep.” I stand up to leave the room.
“Stay with me, please.”
“Stay with me,” she pulls back the other
side of the blanket. “I don’t want to be alone right now.”
“Are you sure?” I ask.
She pats the bed next to her in answer. I
lay down on the bed on my back looking at the ceiling, pulling the cover up to
my hips and realizing I’m bare from the waist up. Turning my head, I see Kylie
is lying on her side facing me; far enough away we aren’t touching, but close
enough to feel her body warmth. I watch as Kylie lifts her finger and traces
the tattoo on my side. I hiss at the contact.
“What does it mean?” she asks following the
lines of the tattoo.
“It means to serve and protect in Latin,” I
answer, trying to control my breathing.
Her finger leaves the tattoo and touches my
chest, making circles around my nipple before moving down the center to my abs,
following the lines of each one. “Kylie, what are you doing?”
She sits up and brings her eyes to my face.
Her fingers trail back up my chest to my face, where she runs a finger along my
bottom lip. Kylie leans down closer and I can see the desire in her eyes. I
meet her halfway and place my lips are on hers in a firm kiss. I bring my hand
to the back of her neck and gently pull her closer to me. She gasps, giving me
an opening for my tongue to enter her mouth. I could go on forever just kissing
her. Kylie deepens the kiss as she lifts a leg to straddle me and starts running
her hands over my shoulders. I feel the heat from her core. She moves her lips
to the side of my face and kisses a trail down my neck. As I’m catching my
breath, I realize what we’re doing.
“Kylie,” I pant, “What are we doing? Are
you sure you want this?”
“Please, Blake. Help me forget,” she begs
as she places a hard kiss on my mouth.
Damn it! Not what I want to hear. I pull
back from the kiss and push her to a sitting position with her still straddling
me. “Kylie, we can’t.”
“What?” Kylie asks. Her face turns bright
red. “Oh, my God!” She jumps off me and returns to her side of the bed, facing
away from me. “I should’ve known better. You will always think of me as a
“What?” I ask, astonished she’d think that.
I pull her down, so she’s lying on her back. Hovering over, I place one of my
legs in between hers and grab her hands to put them above her head. Kylie’s
eyes widen. “Is that what you really think? That I think of you as a sister?”
Kylie bites her lip as she nods her head. I
lower my head to suck on the bottom lip she just bit. Rubbing my erection on
her hip, I growl and she gasps, as I ask, “Do you feel that? Does that feel
like I have any sisterly thoughts towards you?”
She shakes her head.
“Good because I’ve NEVER thought of you as
a sister, Kylie.” I kiss the corner of her mouth.
“Then why did you stop?” she asks gasping
as I kiss a trail down her neck.
I lift my head to look at her, “Because,
Kylie, when this happens…and note I said when, not if…when this happens, it’s
not going to be because you want to forget.” I kiss her right temple. “When
this happens, it’s going to happen because you want it,” I kiss her left
temple. “Because you have to have it.” I kiss her left cheek. “Because you need
it.” I kiss her nose. “Because you can’t think of anything else.” I kiss her
right cheek. “Because you can’t live one second longer without it.” I kiss her
hard on the lips. “When you get to that point, Kylie, let me know and that’s
when I’ll fuck you into oblivion. At that moment, I’ll fuck you until neither
of us can think straight and we forget our own names.”
She gasps. I look her in the eyes, “But
until that day comes, I’ll be here patiently waiting for you, like I’ve been
waiting for ten years.” I release her arms and roll off her. Laying on my back,
I pull her into my side, feeling her warm, moist breath on my chest and add,
“Now, let’s get some sleep before I regret my decision and have my wicked way
with you right now.”
After a few minutes, she relaxes into my
side, placing a hand on my chest and sighs. “Thanks, Blake.”
“Anything for you, Kylie.” I wait until I
feel her breathing even out, and I kiss her head, falling asleep with her in my
arms like I’ve always wanted.