Obession by Design (9 page)

This
time he laughed nervously. “I wish I knew. But it doesn’t matter. I always
trust my gut.
Always.
And my gut tells me I need to be
with you all the time.”

She
still didn’t look convinced, and he reminded himself again of what she’d been
through. She’d lost her entire family. Then an attorney, whom he intended to
find, had blackmailed her into having sex with him, so she could take care of a
shitty mess of legal issues for her deceased family, and for the two who had
survived. No one should have to go through half as much.

He
was moving too fast. It wasn’t that she didn’t like him or enjoy him, but this
was nothing like she’d ever experienced before, and he had to keep that in
mind. But what if it was him? What if she simply wasn’t as attracted to him as
he assumed she was? Maybe she was merely overwhelmed and felt she couldn’t say
no to him?

Feeling
like the biggest fool on the planet, he sat her on the edge of the desk and
stood in front of her, one hand on each shoulder. “Okay.
True
confession time.
Before you answer my question, you need to know two
things. I want the absolute truth, and your job is still intact regardless of
what you tell me. Okay?”

“Okay,
but you’re kind of scaring me.”

He
smiled slightly.
“No, baby.
It’s me who’s terrified
right now.”

“Of what?
Emmett, you’re so damn intense.”

“Yes,
I am. This is who I am. Here’s what I need to know.” He took a deep breath. “Do
you find me attractive?”

She
opened her mouth and gave him a look filled first with incredulity, and then
humor. “Are you kidding? You’ve got to be joking. Emmett, are you out of your
mind? Of course I do. You’re gorgeous.
Seriously.
How
do you not know that?”

He’d
been told that by many women, but coming from
Liane
it meant more than it ever had. “Thank you.”

Concern
filled her face. “Did you honestly believe I wasn’t physically attracted to
you?”

He
sighed out loud. “I’m worried that you’re doing this because you think you have
to, not because you want to.”

She
shook her head before he finished the sentence. “No.
Not at
all.
I promise you. I’m doing this because I want to. You overwhelm me,
but I don’t feel pressured. I don’t feel like I have to do this. Is that what
you need to hear?”

“Yes.”

The
muscles in her face relaxed. “Now it’s time for me to confess something to you.
Until we had dinner last night, I wasn’t sure I was going to let you seduce me.
I didn’t want to be just one more woman you had conquered.”

He
took a deep breath and gave her shoulders a squeeze. Coming from anyone else,
that comment would have ended the relationship, and quickly. Hearing
Liane
say it brought home how shallow he’d been for so
long. He had no idea what it was about her, but she made him want to be a
better person. It was crazy. He’d known her less than seventy-two hours, and
yet it was right and real. He felt it in his soul. “You’re not another
conquest. You never will be. That’s not what this is.”

“How
can you know that?”

“I
told you. I don’t know, but I feel it in here.” He placed a hand over his
heart.

“Have
you said that to another woman before?”

He
shook head. “No.
Nothing like that.
Never.”

A
slight smile played on her lips. “Emmett, this is crazy. I am so attracted to
you I can hardly believe it.
So okay.
I’ll stay at
your place for a few days and we’ll see where this leads us, but I want the
option of moving back into my own apartment to stay open.”

“Yes.
Absolutely.
I won’t stop you. Thank you!” He picked
her up and twirled her around, and then he kissed her again. When he released
her mouth, they gathered their laptops and anything else they’d need to work,
and walked out of the building holding hands. Emmett felt like a teen in school
again, on his way to a movie with a girl he’d been crushing on forever.

He
would have
Liane
.
All of her, body,
heart, and soul.
She was his. He’d claimed her, and that’s all there was
to it.

Chapter
Nine

Liane’s
head was reeling by the time
they picked up some things from her apartment and returned to Emmett’s place.
She wasn’t sure what to believe, but she did know he wasn’t using her nor did he
intend to hurt her. The man was so damn intense and overwhelming, but he was
also charming, romantic, and just dominant enough to fuel her desire.

She
didn’t feel like she was being steamrolled. Rather, she liked the way he went
after what he wanted without acting like an arrogant jerk. She’d been wrong on
Monday. She’d mistaken his confidence and determination for arrogance. She saw
that now. The fact that he’d had to ask her if she found him attractive, and
was worried she was having sex with him because she felt she had no choice told
her more about his character than anything she’d learned so far in a bio or on
a website.

She
had really enjoyed the way his friends teased Ace about his upcoming marriage.
It was obvious from their interactions on the video chat that the twelve were
close and had been for a long time. It was also apparent how much they liked
and respected each other. She was honored to have been invited to sit in on
their meetings, and was determined to do a superb job on the database so she
didn’t disappoint Emmett or any of his friends.

The
sex was insanely erotic and amazing. It was almost too good to be true. He was
so skilled she hardly had to do anything except enjoy it and
learn
from him. Simply walking side by side with him now as they approached his
building sent her arousal through the roof again.

She’d
never met anyone like Emmett, and she’d never given this much of herself
willingly in such a short time. Even with Keith it had taken them months to
actually make love. And Connor didn’t count. That had not been consensual. This
was. What she’d done with Emmett had not only been consensual, but every
delicious, decadent act was something
Liane
was more
than willing to do.

When
they reached his apartment, Emmett led her straight upstairs. He tossed their
laptop bags on a chair and then pulled her into a tight embrace, crushing his
mouth against hers. She parted her lips to let his tongue inside, and moaned
deep in her throat as he assaulted her with a kiss that set her entire body on
fire.

He
tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled it, forcing her head back as he
deepened the kiss. She could hardly breathe, but she wasn’t about to stop him.
Her pussy was soaked, and her clit throbbed. When he finally released her
mouth, he nearly ripped her clothes trying to get them off. She tried to
undress him at the same time, and soon they were both laughing at their
combined efforts.

Emmett
took a step back, panting. “Let’s undress ourselves.
Quickly.
I can’t even think right now let alone manage buttons and zippers.”

She
nodded, unable to voice words. Her mind was focused on one thing only.
Having him inside her again.
She peeled off her clothes,
letting them fall where she stood, and he did the same, his gaze melting her
with its intensity and lust.

He
just stood there, eyeing her naked body lazily, even as his shoulders rose and
fell with the effort of breathing.
Liane
was out of
her mind. She whimpered softly, stretching out her arms toward him, silently
begging him to take her.

Emmett
moved toward her and cupped her face roughly. He pushed his tongue inside her
mouth again,
then
eased them both onto the floor. She
cried out in pleasure as he fastened his mouth on one nipple, then the other,
biting them and sucking them without mercy. When he spread her legs and licked
her pussy, she came with a blinding intensity that took her breath away. Before
it even came close to finishing, he sank his dick into her wetness, crying out
loudly as he filled her to the brim.

She
wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him closer still as he slammed
into her. There was no pain. Only the most decadent arousal she’d ever
experienced. Her climax went on and on, never quite cresting. Emmett fucked her
like a runaway train, whispering her name again and again as he kissed her
neck, her mouth, her breasts, and every other place he could reach.

When
he came, he cried out loudly, and his thrusting grew jerky and even deeper. She
rode the waves, barely conscious now, lost in the sea of sensations and
emotions coursing through her body.

“I
own
you,” he whispered. “You’re mine,
Liane
. I will never give you up.
Never.
”

She
couldn’t even process his words. All she could do was lie there until he
finished and then collapsed over her. Both of them were covered in sweat, and
she was certain her back and ass now sported carpet burns, but she didn’t give
a shit. She’d never been fucked like that, and didn’t want it to be over.

Emmett
rose and pulled her to her feet, then led her into the bathroom. He was still
breathing heavily when he turned on the water in the shower and they stepped
inside. He kissed
her,
gingerly this time, and then he
poured shampoo in his palms and told her to turn around. She did, and he
lathered her hair, so slowly she began to moan softly.

“You
have gorgeous hair.
So thick and soft.
I love this
color. I could get lost in it.”

She
melted against him, noting that his cock was rock hard again. Was the man
human? “Thank you. Everything about you is gorgeous.”

“
Liane
, you make me feel like a horny teen again. I love
it.”

She
smiled. His teen years had probably been no different from hers, but he
certainly hadn’t been this skilled back then. No one was. This came from years
of practice, but she shook away those thoughts. His past was his past, just as
hers was. They were here now, in the present, and none of that mattered
anymore.

“Turn
around and let me rinse off the shampoo.”

She
did, and closed her eyes as he ran his fingers through her hair, sending
shivers up and down her spine with his gentleness.

“Now your body.”

She
opened her eyes long enough to watch him pour shower gel into his hands, and
then she closed them again while he caressed every inch of her body with his
fingertips.
Liane
was trembling by the time he rinsed
off the shower gel.

“Your turn.”

She
smiled at him as he handed her the shampoo bottle. It was a bit tricky washing
his hair since he was so much taller than she was, but he seemed to enjoy it.
Washing his body was a lot more fun, and she reveled in the way his moans grew
louder and more intense as she made sure to clean every part of his body.

Liane
traced the outline of his tats,
and she caressed every rippling muscle. She enjoyed his sharp intake of breath
each time she teased his nipples with her tongue or fingertips. When she
fondled his balls, his soft moans made her clit ache. His dick throbbed in her
hands by the time she finished. It was hard and looked ready to burst again.

They
stepped out and dried each other off, stopping for a hot kiss every few
seconds. She wondered if they’d make it out of the bathroom before fucking
again. He pulled her close and held her. “I want to try some new toys, and I
want to fuck you in the ass. Will you let me?”

Oh God!
“Yes.
Anything.”
She meant it. She would give this man anything he wanted.

He
led her over to the bed and asked her to lie on her back. Once she did, he
propped himself up on one elbow and lay next to her, caressing her body with
one finger. “I’m going to tie you to the bedposts. Remember the
safeword
I gave you yesterday?”

“Red.”

“Good
girl. I trust you to use it, and I mean for anything. Okay?”

“Yes.
I understand.”

“I
will not hurt you. This isn’t about pain. It’s about sensations.”

“Please…”

His
grin sent a rush of fresh wetness to her pussy. “You’re the most beautiful
woman I’ve ever seen. I mean that.”

“Thank
you,” she whispered.

“You
should see your face right now. Full of desire and excitement.”

“You
do this to me, Emmett.”

He
kissed her tenderly, and then she watched him cross the room and open an
armoire. He removed rope, cuffs, a long wooden paddle, a flogger, a leather
strap, a box of condoms, and a large bottle of lube. The last thing he took out
was a long piece of silk. “Is that a blindfold?”

“Yes.”

Her
breathing came in short gasps now, but not because of fear. She was so damn
aroused she could hardly move. He sauntered over to the bed slowly, like a big
cat stalking its prey. She didn’t mind. It felt so right to be here with him
like this.
Liane
let go of her insecurities and
simply let it happen. Emmett slipped the blindfold on and kissed her lips. “You
will not be alone. I will be in the room with you at all times, and all you
have to do is
safeword
. The blindfold will come off,
I will untie you, and we will take care of whatever you need. Do you
understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good
girl.” She let the rich, sexy tones in his voice wash over her as he spread her
arms wide and slipped a leather cuff around each one. She felt tugging, and
guessed he was threading the rope through rings in the cuffs and attaching the
other end to the headboard.
“Too tight?”

“No.
I like it.”

He
kissed her again, and then repeated the same process with her ankles after
spreading her legs wide. When she was spread-eagle on the bed and couldn’t move
or see, her excitement level was at an all time high. She waited, and then
gasped slightly as the falls of a soft leather flogger brushed over her
breasts.

“This
is leather, but it’s soft.
Perfect for a beginner or to warm
up the skin.
It will not hurt.
Safeword
if you
need to. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”
Liane
held her breath as he smacked her nipples with
it. It didn’t hurt, but the sensation sent her arousal spiraling once more. He
alternated swatting her nipples and pussy, and she writhed against her bonds
but they were tight. This was the ultimate surrender. Tied down, blindfolded,
and forced to submit to Emmett. Never in her wild fantasies had she imagined anything
like this.

The
strikes grew more forceful, but the soft leather didn’t cause pain. Rather, it
sent tiny jolts of electricity to her clit with each pass of the falls, until
she was close to coming once more. When he stopped, she moaned loudly as he licked
her nipples and pussy, over and over until she begged him to fuck her.

Emmett
chuckled, and the sound sent shivers down her spine. “Oh, sweetheart, we aren’t
even close to that yet.” She gasped as he brushed his dick over her nipples and
pussy, alternating the two areas. It was slick already, and she had no idea how
he had such control. She was out of her mind with need.

“I’m
going to fuck you in every hole,
Liane
.
For hours.
Neither one of us will be walking by morning.”

“Yes,”
she whispered. “I want that.”

He
straddled her chest and held her head still with both hands, then told her to
open her mouth. She did, but he only circled the tip inside, letting her taste
his sticky muskiness but then withdrawing just as quickly.

“No!
Come back. I want to finish.”

Emmett
kissed her. “I’m not ready yet.” He moved off her, and she listened to him
moving around. The anticipation was as exciting as his touch and his kisses. The
next sensation was the wooden paddle on her pussy, tapping lightly. She flexed
her Kegel muscles and nearly came it was so arousing.

“Do
you like that?” His voice was soft, teasing.

“Yes.
I love it.”

“Shall
I swat you harder?”

“Please…”

He
caressed her clit, and she cried out in pleasure. “What will you give me if I
do?”

“Anything.”

Emmett
licked her clit, hard. She thought he was going to let her come, but he
stopped. “I’m holding you to that,
Liane
.”

“Okay.”
She couldn’t speak anymore. All she wanted to do was lie there and take
everything this perfect man intended to give her. He swatted her pussy harder
with the paddle, and each strike sent fresh desire racing through her body.
When he tapped her nipples with it, she thought she’d go out of her mind. It
stung, but at the same time the endorphin rush was ridiculous.

When
he stopped, she whimpered again, begging him to do more. Instead of answering
her, he slipped his dick into her pussy and fucked her in long, slow strokes,
pulling out each time before he plunged inside again. She came within seconds,
screaming his name. Emmett kissed her roughly, and then he withdrew. “Oh my
God, no!” she said. “You’re killing me here!”