His Obsession - Rose Marie Page 0,66

the state in which she left it. Sniffing the air, I groan at our intwined scents but panic at how strong my smell is in her space. She’ll know I was here. Get rid of the evidence.

In her bathroom I grab the perfume that’s sitting out and run to her room spritzing it a couple of times and book it the hell out of her place. Downstairs in my car a thousand things run though my head and I go to hit myself over the head, but realize my hand is still balled in a fist. When I unclasp it, I feel a smile tug at my lips seeing the cum soaked panties. When I make it home that night I don’t bother showering because I wanted to smell like her a little longer. I just get in bed and think about how good of a man I want to be for her.

“Mmm hey baby you’re h-” Rebecca’s voice cut off as she hugged me. “H-how was work?”

“I’m tired, and I don’t want to talk about it. Good night.” She stiffened, and her eyes widened because I’ve never been so abrupt with her before. I’m a lover and I like to nurture my woman, but for some reason I couldn’t. No, I don’t want too. Not if it’s not her. I want to giver her my everything. My all. Turning over I feel like an ass when I hear sniffles and I want to comfort her, but I can’t. Instead I reach into my pocket and bring the panties to my nose and sniff. She’s ours. Stuffing them back into my pocket I reach over to Rebecca and pull her into my arms kissing her.

“Chan-”

“Don’t talk just let me ok?”

“O-ok.” I pull her nightgown over her head and slide her lace panties to the side. Still feeling the effects from smelling us together I reach down and wet her pussy with my precum groaning.”

“I love you, Angel.”

“I-I love you too Channing, so much.” Out of my mind I picture those words on the lips of my soulmate and thrust forward. The scream that came from Rebecca echoed in my eyes as cries from my soulmate. I could hold my need in no longer as I pound into her relentlessly, projecting my lust onto a woman I no longer desired. Grunting I fuck her like I never have before but still my want never wanes. I want her. I need her. My Angel. Our Angel. Mine.

Rejection

Channing

Talking and meeting with Zane, Teagan and Landen during that time, I learned there is nothing I could do about this overwhelming obsession. As days turned to weeks, and weeks to months, my love only grew. By then Angel was working for me and I’d tried everything to turn the tides, even bought Becca the same perfume Angel wore but NOTHING helped…if anything it made it worse.

“Angel, do we really have to talk about the past? Can’t we just leave it where it as and move on? There will always be jealous people who will try to come in between us. They want what we have. Don’t let the first obstacle be our last one.” I was deflecting from the situation because I don’t want to tell her my dirty deeds, but she wasn’t not having it.

“Don’t try to pretty up the situation Channing, though what you’re saying holds merit, it doesn’t change anything fact that-”

“THAT I FUCKING LOVE YOU AND MAKE YOU HAPPY! Come on, don’t you get it Angel? Rebecca is mad that I never gave her a ring. She’s mad that I- okay you know what I’ll admit it. I sometimes called her your name when we were having sex. Whoop-de-doo, that’s such a huge deal.” Her eyebrows raised in surprise.

“She let you call my name?” Blushing I shrug.

“She thought it was a term of endearment. She found out about you when she popped up at the office when you first started.” She rolled her eyes, put her head down and massaged her temples.

“Channing, I’m getting really sick of this. You’re right, a lot of the past doesn’t matter but I still have one important question to ask you. I’ll determine the state of our relationship going forward based on how your answer.” Nodding, I tell her what she wants to hear.

“Okay, what is it?” She looked at me and pressed her lips together.

“Did you at any point invade my privacy?” Fuck! I watch her face debating if I should lie but decide