Instant Obsession

by Steele, C. M.

  I haven’t had any sleep since Bridezilla came rushing into my bedroom, but I’m wired on a couple cups of coffee. Madison isn’t really an evil bride, just a jerk for revealing that my bedroom walls are thinner than I thought.

  We’re down to the home stretch, and I’ve somehow managed to keep Mads in control long enough for her to breathe. She’s freaking out because she loves Emmitt beyond reason and she’s got a big surprise for him, but I’m freaking out for a whole different reason. I try to get a grip, but I’m a mess.

  I’m in love with the best man, and he doesn’t even know it. I’ve spent three weeks working alongside him, doing my best to hide my fascination. Not that it’s hard, the man doesn’t even pay any attention to me except when I work his nerves. Then he’s ready to bite my head off.

  I dip off to sneak into his bedroom. I know he’s not here yet, so I go in to steal a peek at his things. Everything in the room is absolutely pristine. You can’t tell a man lives here at all. I look at all his awards for being ridiculously smart. On the wall, I find something that surprises me. It’s a picture of him and Emmitt in baseball uniforms. I never pictured him as a sports guy. Yes, his build screams buff, but I figure it’s the hours of working out he does a week.

  When he takes off his suit jacket in the office, I can see the taut muscles in his arms that stretch the fabric of the dress shirt. I want to feel those strong arms around me. Damn, I bring his pillow up to my face, but it doesn’t smell like him. Instead, it’s been freshly laundered. Of course, he hasn’t stayed here this week, so they cleaned the linens. I walk over into his closet and melt. Obsessed as hell, I rub his shirts over my face. Then I see his tux for today. It’s hanging on the back of the door. Damn, he’s going to look so sexy in it. Every woman at the wedding is going to be drooling.

  Reminding myself that he’ll be here soon, I creep out of the room. That’s when Emmitt’s mom spots me.

  “What are you doing in Tanner’s room?”

  “Checking that his suit was delivered.”

  “Trying to seduce him is a waste of your time. The man isn’t worth it.”

  “He’s not even here. Excuse me, but the bride needs me.” I rush down the hall and into Madison’s room where she’s getting dressed. They stayed in separate rooms to keep up with the tradition, but I bet she was in his room last night and that’s how she knew about his mom. They can’t keep their hands off each other and I’m a little bit jealous of the wonderful relationship they have.

  “Hey, Mads. God you look beautiful. Emmitt’s going to lose his mind.”

  “I hope so. Thank you for all of this. You have been so dang amazing.”

  “Let me fix these pins, okay?”

  “Do your magic?” I adjust some of the pins and curls. Her updo is stunning, but the stylists are on a break for the next ten minutes.

  “Did you see Tanner yet?”

  “No. Is he here?” I hope he wasn’t in the bathroom as I molested his things.

  “No, he’s supposed to be. I know he’s dependable, but his hatred for Emmitt’s mother is more than enough to ruin everything.

  “I doubt he’d do that to you.”

  “I know it’s just wedding day jitters, like something is bound to go wrong.”

  “I’ll keep him under control. Now, her—on the other hand—I can’t do anything about that.”

  I just finished putting the last pin in Mads hair, when in walks Tanya Jacobs, Emmitt’s mother. I don’t like her and never have. Mads is an angel for getting along with that woman. She tests Emmitt’s patience, but he still loves his mother. Mads has no connection to her, but she loves Emmitt so much she tolerates the rich snob for him.

  “You are so beautiful,” she exclaims, hugging Mads. “And you, too, Addison. There are some very nice-looking groomsmen out there for you. Well, except Tanner, ugh that boy. He’s not good enough for anyone.” I want to bite her.

  “Addison, can you check on Emmitt? I know he’s probably pacing downstairs.” I give her a wink as I make my way to the door. Then it hits me, what if Tanner is here? I mean he should be here by now.

  There is so much to go over before the wedding.

  “I will.” She knows I don’t care for his mother, so she gave me my exit, but I might just be jumping from the frying pan into the fire.

  When I get downstairs, I don’t see anyone in the foyer, but as soon as I get to the living room, Emmitt’s eyes are on me. “How’s my bride?” he asks. He’s standing around with a few of his groomsmen having a glass of some brown liquor, but he looks anxious as hell.

  “She’s almost ready. How are you? Anxious? Ready to bolt?” I question, meeting him halfway. I’d deck him right in the balls if his answer isn’t a negative.

  “Fuck no. She couldn’t get rid of me if she tried.” He scans the room, then his face turns to me. “Have you seen my brother yet? He just got here, but I think he went to talk to his dad.” My breath caught in my throat.

  “No, I haven’t. We’re supposed to rehearse our walk down the aisle.”

  “Don’t worry. My brother is so damn anal, he’ll have it down without trying. He’s brilliant, but I’d say he has some issues—too smart and introverted to deal with people. I’m surprised you two didn’t work it out while at work. Ah, but then again, knowing Tanner he’s all business.”

  “I’m sure he’ll be fine as long as I don’t kick him in the shins for frowning the whole time.”

  “Tanner is a great guy and just likes his things a particular way. My mom claimed she thought he was gay in front of a bunch of single women the last time they were in the same room together, but she’s always found ways to be a bitch to him. I hate it, but she’s my mom. Are you interested? I mean, the two of you would be good together.”

  “Who would be good together?” asks his mother. Damn, I didn’t hear the shrew coming.

  “Tanner and Addison.” There’s a smirk on his face as he says it like he knows it’ll piss her off. I smile internally.

  She almost chokes on her drink she has in her hand. Where the hell did she get that? She was just with Mads. “That boy isn’t good enough for a girl like Addison. She’s young, smart, and beautiful.” I practically spit out laughing at her bullshit. She might have apologized to me for being a cunt, but she didn’t mean a word of it. “I can’t believe you would try and set her up for failure with that cold, unfeeling weird boy. Come on, Addison let me introduce you to some real men.” She forcefully grabs my arm and drags me away from the groom.

  Wow. Her dislike is strong. I had this icky feeling that everything isn’t as it seemed. I wonder if she and Tanner had a thing. I immediately got the Mrs. Robinson vibe from her. Just picturing them together makes me want to puke. I can’t blame a young teen boy being used by an older woman.

  I remove my arm from hers as we walk up to Frank London, one of Emmitt’s good friends. “Frank, have you met the lovely Addison, Madison’s Maid of Honor?”

  “Of course, I’d love to spend time with the most beautiful woman around,” he says way too smoothly for me. I know I’m good looking. It’s not that I’m being conceited, but I’ve heard it my entire life.

  “Thanks, Frank, but I have to check on Mads.” Her parents are almost here. Mads and Emmitt kept them far from Mrs. Jacobs because she has a mouth on her that needs to be taped shut. She looks down on anyone who isn’t filthy rich even though she’s nearly broke herself.

  “Oh she’s fine,” Emmitt’s mother says.

  “Hello, Addison,” Gore croons walking up to us. His name is Gregory, but he hates being called that, so they all call him Gore. He’s just as bad as Frank. They both have asked me out three times since I’ve met them. It’s as if they have a bet going. Have to get away. I don’t want any one of them.

  The only one I want to look at me that way and to tell me I’m beautiful is Tanner. I’m in love with Emmitt’s brother to the point of insanity. I don’t understand how, or why, but I daydream about him even when he’s around, sitting a
t his desk working.

  “Excuse me, I really have to go.” As soon as I exit the living room, I dart down the hall to the one place I snuck into earlier. I just need to be near his things. It’s silly and a bit sick, but that’s just me.

  I run in and close the door out of breath from just the excitement of being this close to his things. Pressing my head to the door, I absorb how pathetic I am.

  I’m just about to move and leave the room when a voice I’d know anywhere says, “Are you running from someone?”

  Chapter 7

  Tanner

  Why? I ask myself for the hundredth time today. Why did I say yes?

  Because of Addison. Making Madison happy made Addison happy. God, I’m so damn in love with her I can’t even think straight anymore. I barely got the work finished this morning. I didn’t even have time to shower at home. I’m going into my bedroom in my dad’s house to get ready.

  As soon as I enter my room, I can smell her. She was in here. I’d know Addison’s favorite scent anywhere because I live with it in my mind. I open the closet and look for the suit and can smell her on my clothes. Did she come in here to drop off my suit or did she come in here to be near me? Fuck, my dick’s rock hard, but I need to get my ass dressed for the wedding.

  Hopping into the shower, I take my dick in hand and picture her with me, taking it deep while coming for me. I’m shooting off my load into my hand, wishing it was Addison’s unprotected womb.

  The second I’m out, I start getting ready. I’m in my boxer briefs when the door opens. I freeze, hoping it’s not Tanya.

  Emmitt’s mom is the reason I don’t trust women and fucking stay clear of them. I duck to the side, hoping she doesn’t notice me, but then I see it’s not her. Instead, it’s the prettiest fucking woman I’ve ever seen, closing the door. It’s my feisty Addison.

  She doesn’t see me at first, because she has her head down. She pants, pressing her forehead on the door. Fuck, my cock is making a prominent appearance. She has on the prettiest green dress that barely covers her upper thighs. I’m jealous, instantly and insanely jealous of how much others can see of what’s mine.

  “Are you running from someone?” I asked, startling her. She stumbles back stepping in the strap of my computer bag and falling backward. I try to catch her, but we both end up on the bed with me on top of her and my cock jabbing her sweet pussy. It’s so fucking hard, I’m doing everything I can to keep from coming.

  She gasps as I groan. Our eyes meet, and she bites her lip. “Who are you running from, Addison?” I demand, refusing to fix our positions.

  She raises her brows and stares up at me with annoyance. “Um…you…”

  “This is my room.” She rolls her hips and I’m not sure if it’s to get me off of her or to feel my raging steel even more.

  “I know it is. Um…can you get off of me?”

  “If you ask nicely, Addison. Can you even do that?”

  “Tanner, please get off me before you ruin my dress with that enormous cock of yours.” I get up gingerly as my cock nearly tears through the thin cotton material to get to the only woman he wants.

  Then Addison starts laughing to herself, tucking her chin down, hiding her face from me.

  “What’s funny and why the fuck would you run from me?”

  “Not so much you, but they said…well. Never mind. It’s not important,” she stammers as she realizes that I’m only in my boxer briefs. Her eyes roam my body, taking in the very person she was running away from. If I have it my way, she’ll only be running into my arms like I’ve been craving since we met. Every single day, I’ve thought of having her look at me with that hunger in her eyes.

  She digs her teeth into her bottom lip with her greedy eyes teasing the fuck out of my dick. “You like what you see?”

  “Wow, sorry. It’s not that. It’s just. Holy fuck, you could kill a woman with that thing.” She clasps her hands to her mouth rapidly.

  “Thanks, baby, but I want to know why you’d run from me.”

  “It’s not that. Madison thought you and I should get together and so does Emmitt. He mentioned it in front of Tanya.” That’s Emmitt’s mom who doesn’t care for me one bit. I’m the one who should hate her. She acts like my father and I were in the wrong.

  “Oh and I’m sure she had great things to say.”

  “Actually, she only said that I could do better. And then she dragged me off to meet a couple of Emmitt’s friends.” I tilt my head and do my best to hold in my growl.

  “So she made you take off running because she wanted to keep us apart.” My face darkens with wicked intent. My hard dick coats pre-come all over my boxers. With a low, deep rumble, I add, “She fucked up because from this moment on we’re not going to be apart.”

  “Confident, aren’t you?” she asks, licking her lips.

  “Determined. More determined than I’ve ever been about anything.”

  “Really? What makes you think I’m interested?”

  “Besides staring at my dick? The tiny dresses at the office after I told you they were distracting. You like torturing me.”

  “I do like to get you riled up, Tanner.”

  “And another thing, Emmitt let it slip the other night that you dream with my name on your lips. So try another excuse.”

  “I don’t have an excuse. I don’t want one.”

  “I like that. I like that a fucking lot.” I grunt, walking over to the bed, parting her thighs and standing between them. Cupping her jaw, I murmur, “I wonder…are these lips as tasty as they look.” With a smirk, I drop my head, feeling her breath on my face as she pants. “I’m just gonna have to find out.” I crush my lips to hers, caressing her soft mouth with my strong and rough one.

  My cock throbs, aching to spread her wide, and claim what I need. My hand slides up into her hair, grabbing the back of her neck and clenching on her tight updo. I pull away from her lips, staring into her eyes, demanding a response, “Damn, tell me you want this as much as I do.”

  “I do,” she moans, biting on her bottom lip then running her tongue over it. Her hands sliding around my waist, tugging on my briefs, freeing me. She’s starting something I’m not sure she can handle. Her eyes meet mine, and I see a longing that matches my own.

  “Baby, you lick it, and it’s yours. There’s no fucking going back. I’m letting you know right now.” Without hesitation, she darts her tongue out of those fucking perfect lips and swipes it over the tip.

  “Lick,” she says, blushing, she adds, “All mine.”

  I may be twenty-four, and hot by women’s standards, but fuck I’m a nerd who’s never had pussy, and I’m about to come. I pull back before I nut on her face and dress.

  “Take the dress off,” I growl.

  She stands up, turns around and says, “I need help.” My hand shakes as I slide the zipper down.

  “Who zipped it up for you? It better be a woman, or I’m going to break some fucking fingers,” I whisper as I brush a kiss to the back of her neck.

  “Mads did,” she moans and lets the gown fall to the floor, stepping out of it with just her panties and heels on. She’s not wearing a bra, and I groan as I spin her around to face me.

  “You’re exquisite, Addison. I want to possess every inch of you, but for now, I’m going to fuck your little pussy until we both come,” I promise as I lead her to the bed. I slide on top of her with my cock rubbing the crotch of her soaked panties.

  Her hands wrap around my neck and bring my head down to hers. We kiss and as it deepens, I come on her stomach and panties. Growling, I pull back and feign anger. “See what you made me do. Now we’re going to have to do something about that.”

  I smear it into her skin then drag the panties off her little body, dropping between her legs. I nudge them apart, and she lowers them to the sides, opening wide for me. My cock is still fucking harder than stone and I know I’m going to be coming inside her every chance I get, but first I want her screaming for me.

  The taste
of her sweet pussy coats my tongue, a mix of sweet and salty, driving me wild. I spread her lips with my nose, pushing my face against her slit. She clenches and moans, but I’m just getting started. I pull back and thrust a finger into her soaking cunt, feeling her walls squeeze as I pop it in and out while sucking on her fat little nub, peeking out for attention.

  Her juices cover my mouth and chin, and I slip two fingers into her, craving more of it. We both moan as she bucks up and comes. I press her hips down and suck on her clit until she finally screams my name. I’m fucking grinding my dick on the bed the entire time, ready to nut.

  I lean forward with my hands on the sides of her head. With a rumbling in my chest, I tell her, “Fuck, your pussy is so fucking good. I want to eat you up every damn day, but now, I’m going to tear your pussy apart.”

  There’s no way I can stop the urge to claim her. She’s mine, and the feel of her hands gliding over my arms, coaxing me to take her pushes me into thrusting forward, ripping through her barrier. I freeze as she cries out.

  The realization that I hurt her cools my desire just enough to take the edge off. “You haven’t been touched before? How the fuck is that possible? Never fucking mind. None of that matters. You’re mine now, and I’m going to own your pussy ‘til the day we die.” I crush my mouth to hers until she relaxes under me and lets me in deeper.

  My mouth moves along her jaw, kissing my way down to her chest, scraping my teeth over her hardened nipples. Sucking it between my lips, her body flexes and arches for me. When I feel her clench around my shaft, I pull almost entirely out, then slide back in. I jut my hips up, pumping into her with a staccato rhythm, teasing and coaxing her to give me her cries of passion.

  Sweat builds on our skin as we grind against each other. I stare down at her face, watching the way she absorbs every inch of me. Her eyes close as she takes me, but I need to see the longing, the hunger. “Open your eyes,” I command, cupping her jaw. “That’s it, sweet Addison. Let me see how bad you want this. You’re going to come for me again, aren’t you?”