Obsessive

by Lee Heaven

  “Your nipples tell a different story,” he whispered.

  Mustering all my strength I straighten my spine, “Jon I’m begging you to stop. I don’t want this.”

  He didn’t stop. He kept going. Kept touching me and trying to pull me to him as I tried to get away and begged him to stop. Then he was gone, no longer holding me and all I heard was a loud thud and then a matching grunt.

  Spinning around I saw Tobias had Jon pinned to the ground by the throat. “I believe the lady asked you to stop,” he hissed through clenched teeth.

  “Tobias…”I whispered, not knowing what else to say. I placed my hand on his back hoping the feel of me touching him calmed him. I don’t think it did, as his muscles twitched, so I stepped back two steps.

  The look on his face was a mixture of pure rage, hatred and possession. “I suggest you listen to a woman, when she says no, she means no. Now I’m going to let go of you and I suggest you get up on your feet and scurry off to where ever you came from.” I watched his fingers tighten a little bit more and fear passed over Jon’s face. “If I ever see you anywhere near my woman again I won’t think twice about snapping your neck and I don’t give a shit about the consequences.”

  Wait his woman? Is that what he just said? When did I become Tobias Charles’s woman?

  Tobias let go of his throat and took two steps backwards. Jon jumped to his feet rubbing at his now red neck. He pinned me with a stare. Panic crept into my chest and I began to wonder if this was as bad as the attacks Sarah got.

  “What the fuck Maggie?” Jon said as he clenched his fist and stepped toward me.

  I stepped back and Tobias stepped in front of me. He had at least two inches in height on Jon and a hell of a lot more muscle. I had no doubt that he could take Jon with no problem. But I really didn’t want a fight in my driveway.

  I didn’t need Tobias calling attention to himself, getting in trouble with the police. I linked my fingers with his and the warmth of his skin made me want to melt. I took a step toward the garage and pulled on his arm. “Jon, go home please.” I pulled on Tobias’s arm again he bent down, kissed my temple, wrapped his arm around my shoulder and walked into the house with me.

  Inside the kitchen he spun me around, pinning me against the door leading to the garage. He caged me just like he did the other day, his forearms pressing against the door. His chest pressed against mine. I didn’t know what to do with my hands and they seemed to move on their own grabbing the waist of his pants.

  As I pulled him closer to me he hissed. Then like the other day his lips were moving across my jaw, down my neck. When he got to the base of my neck he pressed his lips a little harder. Then like before he was gone and my brain stuttered at the loss of his touch.

  Two hours later it was like nothing happened. The Durango was pack with the last of my stuff I was bringing over to Decker’s. The storage box thing was packed to the hilt and I had called the company and scheduled for them to pick it up tomorrow.

  I was standing in my front yard staring at my house. I was suddenly feeling sad and I really didn’t know why. I may have grown up in this house but I had never considered it my home. It was a place full of bad memories. A place that I couldn’t have gotten away from fast enough years ago but was now having a difficult time saying goodbye.

  I heard the door across the street open and close. I didn’t bother to turn around. I just ignored the feeling of someone staring at my back. I heard my garage door close but I just stared at the front door, its peeling red paint. Tears formed in my eyes and I willed them to go away.

  Tobias appeared in front of me and ran the back of his hand down my cheek wiping away a few tears. He dropped his hand to his side and just looked down at me. His blue eyes twinkled in the setting sun light. I stepped into him and wrapped my arms around his waist. His arms cradled my neck and back of my head.

  I could feel the eyes behind me burning my skin even more. I’m sure if possible smoke could be seen from where his eyes burned my shoulders.

  “Come let’s get you back to the city and settled into your new home,” he said into my hair.

  “Thank you for all your help today. Thank you for helping with my neighbors.”

  Tobias didn’t let go of me. Instead he walked me backwards guiding me around the back of my car, opened the passenger door and lifted me, placing me in the seat. I sat sideways in the seat, my legs still hanging out the side of the car. He stood between them. His fingers grazing the bare skin of my waist under my sweatshirt leaving what felt like fire behind.

  His Lips were on my jaw so softly I wasn’t even sure if was touching me. Then he was gone.

  God I was beginning to hate that move. He left me wanting so much more. He had me so freaking horny and dying at the same time.

  ~~~

  It had been a week since I had moved out of my parent’s house. Tobias had pinned me multiple times. Each time with the same move, his lips barely touching my body and then he’d walked away. I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to take his teasing.

  Jannie had called this morning and had asked if I was interested in renting my parents place not just selling it. She said she had a young man from out West somewhere who was being temporarily reassigned to New York and loved my parent’s house but wanted to rent it and not buy it since he was only going to be here for two years.

  I had talked it over with Decker and Zane and both thought it sounded like a good idea so I had called Jeannie back and told her to go for it. She said I needed to sign papers and the sooner the better. So I agreed to meet her in her office. Promising Sarah and Decker that I would be back in time for the dinner party with her parents and the guys tonight, I departed around one in the afternoon.

  Figures there’s always some asshole out there that has to park his gigantic truck sideways and take up almost four spots right in front of the store front of Jannie’s office in a strip mall. On top of that it was a packed Saturday afternoon. I finally found a spot to park after driving back and forth in the parking lot four times. I had to walk half way across the parking lot to get to where I needed to be.

  After spending more than half hour driving around the stupid parking lot, I kick the tire of the truck as I walked past it. “Fucking asshole,” I muttered. The thought of keying this truck was very over whelming. But I held my aggression back. I didn’t need to be any later then I was already going to be or have the police called.

  Of course just my luck even more, when I do finally make it into her office she is with another client.

  Uggg just my fucking luck!

  So there I sit playing freaking Temple Run on my iPhone waiting and waiting. An hour later I had moved onto Angry Birds and was becoming even angrier then I was when I walked in. I hated waiting and had things to do today.

  It was close to four o’clock when I heard the scrape of a chair against the tile floor, indicating that Jannie was finally done with her client. I look up to find a tall built man with a sexy as hell ass stand up and place a cowboy hat on his head. His jeans were tight and showed off his powerful thighs.

  Man oh man, Tobias has me so on edge I was like a walking stick of sex. I knew it would never happen, but I couldn’t help picturing what it would be like to have my legs wrapped around this stranger as he plowed into me.

  Damn it! Stop thinking like that.

  As he walked past me, sexy cowboy tipped his hat and greeted me with a husky “Ma’am.”

  I hated being called ma’am it always made me feel old, but the way sexy cowboy had just said it pulled at the bundle of nerves between my legs and if he called me that one more time, I think I would have had an orgasm right there on the office waiting chair.

  An hour later and pushing close to five o’clock, I had gone over all the paperwork with Jeannie. She was going to meet with a Mr. James Spellman to sign all the papers on Monday. I liked the idea of having money come in each month, especially since I wasn’t sure how long I was going to be able to continue taking mon
ey from Decker.

  It felt more like I was rooming with my best-friends then it was a job. Being around them was like finally having a family, a family that I never had. There was no way to explain how much I loved Sarah and how much she has become not only my best-friend, but a mother figure as well.

  As I walked to my car, the gigantic oversized truck was still there. On top of that as I got closer to my car I noticed I had a flat tire. Great now I had to get down in this gross parking lot and change that heavy tire. I had changed tires on my first car, it was a small little car and the tires were light, however I have never done it on the Durango, the tires were huge and heavy.

  Rounding the back of the truck I open the gate and start pulling out the jack and tire iron. I knew the tire was held up underneath the car but I had no idea how to get it down. Squatting down on my legs I looked at the thing. As I just about gave up and was going to cal AAA and wait an hour for them I heard that voice again.

  “Ma’am you need some help?”

  I clutched the bumper of my car waiting for the mini orgasm I just had to subside. I spun around to find sexy cowboy sitting in the truck that was taking up all those spots. I need to answer him before he talked again and made me worse.

  “I can’t figure out how to get the spare tire down,” I said. I had to squeeze my thighs as tight as I could, because just the sight of him without the hat on made that little mini orgasm start up again.

  His jaw was square and had a five o’clock shadow of dark hair growing on it. His eyes were dark brown. The hair on his head was shaved on the sides and stood up in short wavy spikes; they looked just long enough to grab a hold of.

  He swung his truck into two parking spots this time. He rounded the back of his truck and crossed over to my car. He knelt down and in seconds had the tire lowered. Without even waiting he walked to my flat tire and started loosening the lug nuts.

  He had the tire changed in no time. As I closed the back of the Durango he stepped close behind me. He slid something into my back pocket and told me to call him sometime, then he was gone. By the time my brain reconnected with my body his truck was halfway out of the parking lot. I reached into my pocket and pulled out his card. It was just his name, Tristian Riggins, and his number.

  I placed it back in my pocket and wondered if I should call him. I didn’t have time to ponder that thought too much. I was running late. I sped off back towards the city as fast as I could.

  I was only fifteen minutes late which was nothing for me. I didn’t even bother to stop as I ran through the door. I just yelled I’m sorry and bolted to my room to clean my face and hands and change my shirt.

  I joined Sarah as she showed her mom around the apartment. They were like two peas in a pod. Both of them telling me to take the lead and just ask Tobias out. Sarah even went as far as pointing out that his beer was almost empty and I should get him a new one.

  By the time the night was over Tobias and I had flirted our way through it all. I moved with him to the couch as Sarah and Decker said goodbye to her parents. He tangled his fingers in my hair playing with my curls. He had me giggling and blushing like a sixteen year old girl.

  After Decker and Sarah had gone to bed I leaned forward to place my empty wine glass on the table and I felt his fingers lightly graze my ass.

  “Who is Tristian Riggins?” He asked.

  “Who?” I asked as I sat back. As I looked at him I realized he had pulled the business card from my back pocket. “He helped me change my tire this afternoon.”

  “Hmmmmm,” he said as he flipped the card over and over again. “Do you plan on calling him?”

  “Do I have a reason not to?” I asked hoping he would give me one.

  He didn’t say anything he just leaned forward and held the card over the flame of the candle that burned next to my wine glass. When the thing was in flames he dropped it into my empty glass and then sat back flinging his arm over the back of the couch and tangling his fingers in my hair again.

  We sat there for I don’t even know how long in silence just staring at our shadows on the black TV screen. His fingers playing with my hair as he continued to wrap strands around his fingers.

  He finally spoke “It’s late. I should get going I still have to pack.”

  I turned to look at him. I really didn’t want him to go but I knew he had to. This was his job. He had to go to spring training tomorrow. I was beginning to understand how Sarah was feeling. Suddenly there was an empty feeling in my chest knowing he would be gone for almost six weeks.

  I knew if I spoke I would make a fool of myself by begging him to stay. I would beg him to throw me to the floor and screw me six ways till Sunday. I wanted to feel every inch of ever muscle. I wanted to run my tongue from his toes to his ears.

  But I didn’t speak. I couldn’t speak. So instead I just nodded as he stood. I took his pro-offered hand and rose from the couch. I stood there for a minute staring into those blue eyes of his. Then he walked backwards toward the door pulling me along with him.

  When we got to the front door he walked till my back was against it. Again, he caged me with his arms making sure I couldn’t go anywhere. I grabbed the waist of his jeans again pulled him closer. I wanted him pressing as much as his body against me as I could get.

  His lips graze my jaw line and I quiver beneath him. I gripped his pants tighter and I can feel him getting harder.

  “Tobias…” I whispered as his lips slid down my neck. “Tobias, if you don’t give me more I’m going to combust.”

  He answered me by pressing his erection into me. Then his lips were on mine. It was better than I expected. It was everything I needed and more.

  His tongue parted my lips and slid against mine. Mine pushed back against his. His arms slid down the door and his fingers gripped my hips. He lifted me and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

  He spun around and pinned me to the wall of the front hall. He pulled his lips from mine and grazed his teeth down my neck. When he got to the base he pressed his lips and then slid me down his body. Then he was out the door.

  ~~~

  The next morning Sarah and I rode with the boys over to the airport. They had chartered a private plane and we drove into some secure gate bypassing all the terminals and what would be thousands of crazed fans.

  Daniel -who was Decker’s security and now has been assigned to Sarah- drove us there. He waited by the car, as the two of them stood at the bottom of the steps leading to the plane embraced in each other. I wasn’t sure which one was more upset about Decker leaving.

  Sarah was scared shitless about being without Decker for so long. She had been lost for so long and just as she was beginning to find herself, she was losing the one thing that was allowing her to do it and keeping her safe at the same time.

  If it hadn’t been for Josie and sharing custody with her ex, I’m sure she would be on the plane with him. Shawn however would use the fact that she left to his advantage, jump all over it and try to take Josie away. So we were staying back with the job of protector being left on Daniel and me.

  “Give me your phone Maggie,” I hear Tobias say behind me. I wasn’t sure why he even asked as he took the thing out of my pocket as he said it. Pressing buttons he plays with it for a few minutes and then put it back in my pocket.

  He takes out his own phone and presses a couple of buttons. A minute later my phone was playing Boyz II Men I’ll Make Love To You. I was confused at first because I had never downloaded this song. Pulling my phone out, I saw that it was a txt from Tobias.

  Fucker took a selfie picture with my phone and now every time he calls or texts me I’m gonna see that smiling face.

  “You think you’re pretty sneaky do you,” I said as I slid the unlock button over to read his txt.

  *You and I will talk about this thing between us when I get back. Until then turn around so I can give you something to remember me by*

  I turned to face him and before I even turned fully around he had his lips on
my jaw.

  “Tobias, I swear if you leave me with one of those teasing kisses, I will not be waiting to talk to you when you get back,” I threatened him.

  He tangled his hands in my hair and against my ear he whispered, “I will give you what I want when I want and you will deal with that. You are mine forever.”

  This isn’t this first time he had claimed me as his. His words drove me insane. How could he claim me as his when he does nothing but tease me? “Unless you do something drastic in the next thirty seconds I am not yours.”

  Tobias slid a hand down my back and gripped my ass holding me tight to his body. He kissed me like he was a dying man and I was his last wish, like he couldn’t get enough of me. His tongue parted my lips and skimmed the roof of my mouth. I gave it right back to him. I wanted him to remember me as much as he wanted me to remember him.

  He didn’t walk away from me after this kiss. He held onto me, like he was afraid I was going to get away. His fingers biting into my skin, almost to the point of pain, but I wanted his hands on me, I wanted him to never let go of me. He looked down at me with those sparkling blue eyes. He rested his forehead against mine and brought his hands up to cup my face. He finally spoke with a voice so husky with lust, it was a turn on in itself, “Remember you are mine. Don’t go giving yourself to anyone.”

  I didn’t trust myself to speak; I wasn’t sure what would have come out of my mouth, so I did the next best thing. Nodding at him he kissed me again then turned and left me standing there with my head spinning in every direction. There was no doubt about it I was his and he was mine.

  “Maggie, what the fuck is going on between you and Tobias?” I heard Sarah’s voice as I watch the plane door close.

  “I honestly have no idea. We flirt all the time. He’s kissed me a few times. But that’s it. I honestly don’t know what he wants.” I was telling the truth after all I really didn’t know what he wanted. “How are you?”