The Obsession (Filthy Rich Americans Book 2) by Nikki Sloane

Author:Nikki Sloane [Sloane, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: erotic Romance
Publisher: Shady Creek Publishing
Published: 2019-08-12T18:30:00+00:00

The message delivered, then said it had been read, but no dots appeared to indicate Macalister was typing. Instead, my screen turned to black, his name flashed across it, and my ringtone punched through the quiet.

Holy. Shit.

Panic made my stomach bottom out. What was I going to do? I couldn’t not answer his call, but how the fuck was I supposed to talk to him now? I closed my eyes and held my breath, praying the phone would miraculously stop ringing. Was there any chance he’d called me by mistake?

Don’t be so fucking stupid, Marist.

I tapped the screen, and my voice was a ghost. “Hello?”

There was no greeting, only his angry question. “Why is it off?”

“Because it was too intense,” I blurted. “And I already came, so I thought—”

“Turn it back on, now. I’m not finished with you.”

My heart halted painfully, but in the aftermath of my orgasm I was weak. I fumbled with the phone as I followed his order. “Okay,” I said on a shaky breath. “It’s on.”

“And it’s inside you?”

I bunched a handful of the silky duvet in my fist. It was barely a whisper. “Yes.”

“I don’t believe you. You’ll take a picture and send me the proof.”

My brain went black as it short-circuited. He was insane. There was absolutely no way I was going to take a picture of me wearing the vibrator and text it to him. “No.”

“No?” I could picture the arrogance on his face on the other side of the conversation.

The vibrator leapt to life, and as I jolted in surprise, a shameful moan burst from my lips. I was still sensitive, but after the first few seconds, it lessened and I could think over it.

“That was rather convincing, Marist.” His deep voice was much smoother than the scotch he’d poured for me weeks ago. “How did your orgasm compare to last night’s?”

Oh, my God. I couldn’t catch my breath. “I can’t . . . talk, while you’re—”

“If you don’t want to talk, then you’ll send the picture. Otherwise, I need to listen to ensure you’re still following my rules.”

The speed revved up, like he’d turned the dial from low to medium, and it forced a whimper from me.

“Good. Was your orgasm tonight better?”

I blinked rapidly, unable to focus on anything around me in the dark bedroom. There was only his inescapable voice. That was the moment it settled on me, what he’d meant about being able to force me to think about him. I couldn’t drown him out. Even if I pictured Royce, he’d have Macalister’s voice.

“I can’t do this.”

“Of course you can.” Irritation tinted his words. “It’s a simple question.”

“No, I’m hanging up.”

His voice seethed with cold fury. “Then you’ll give your keys to Royce, and I will explain to him why you lost your privilege.”

I put my hand over my mouth, covering the cry just before it pealed from my lips. I’d walked voluntarily into Macalister’s trap. He hadn’t even needed to disguise it; I’d been that stupid.

“What will it be?” he demanded.

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