"Embers of Obsession"
Mattheo
"You're like fire," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that seemed to resonate deep in his chest.
His eyes darkened with intensity as he gazed at her, every word heavy with meaning. He reached up with one hand, his fingers trailing down the curve of her jawline, his touch gentle yet undeniably possessive.
With his other hand, he pulled her closer, pressing their bodies together in a way that made the air between them seem to crackle. His breath was warm as he leaned in, whispering
Mattheo
"You're like an addiction. I can't get enough of you."
His grip on her waist tightened, his hold becoming firmer, almost claiming. His entire body tensed as if he were fighting against something primal within himself, a struggle etched into every line of his stance. "I need you like I need air to breathe," he continued, voice a low hiss, each word dripping with intensity.
Mattheo
"You're in my thoughts, my veins, my soul."
His hand on her waist tightened, his grip firm and possessive as if she were the only thing grounding him. His entire body was tense, the struggle to keep his primal instincts in check evident in the taut lines of his stance.
Mattheo
"And yet," he growled, his voice rough with barely contained desire, "you're the one person who has the power to drive me completely wild... and I can't, for the life of me, decide if I love or hate it."
His hand slid up from her jaw, fingers weaving into her hair as he tugged her head back, forcing her to meet his intense gaze. His other hand traveled down to her hip, gripping it in a way that made his intentions unmistakable, a possessive claim that left no room for doubt. In that moment, it was clearโshe was his, entirely and completely.
Mattheo
"You're a maddening, infuriating, infuriatingly irresistible woman," he murmured, his voice a mix of anger and desire. "And you have no idea what power you have over me, do you?"
She smirked, the corner of her lips curving up as she met his gaze, unfazed by the storm brewing behind his eyes
Adhi
"Oh, I know exactly the power I have over you," she replied, her voice soft but edged with confidence. "The question is, what are you going to do about it?"
Her words seemed to ignite something deeper in him, his grip on her tightening as his jaw clenched. The intensity between them thickened, his frustration warring with his desire. For a moment, he said nothing, his eyes scanning her face as if searching for some kind of control.
But there was none.
Mattheo
"Youโre playing a dangerous game," he growled, his hand sliding up her back, pulling her even closer. "And I donโt think you understand how far Iโm willing to go."
Mattheo
He leaned in even closer, his lips now brushing against her ear, his whispers heated and impassioned. "You make me feel things i shouldn't, want things i shouldn't, crave things i have no right to crave."
His hand in her hair twisted gently, pulling her head back even farther, exposing the delicate column of her neck to him. His eyes roamed over it, his gaze heated and possessive, like a predator stalking its prey.
Mattheo
"You're the only person who can make me lose control," he breathed, his lips tracing a hot, wet path down her neck. "The only person who can make me break my own rules, disregard my own principles."
His hand on her hip squeezed harder, his fingers digging into her flesh with possessive needs. His tongue darted out to taste her skin, hot and wet, tracing a path down her neck to her collarbone.
Mattheo
"You're my fire, my temptation, my damnation," he murmured, his voice raw with desperation.
His breath was hot against her skin as his teeth grazed the sensitive flesh of her collarbone, each touch leaving behind small, deliberate marksโa trail of possession.
Her breath hitched at the sensation, a mix of pleasure and pain that sent a shiver through her body. His grip on her tightened as if afraid she might slip away, his need for her consuming him with every passing second.
He was claiming her, piece by piece, and the intensity in his eyes made it clearโhe wasnโt going to stop until she was entirely his again.
His body was pressed flushed against hers now, and she could feel the heat radiating off of him, like a raging, primal storm barely contained. His hand in her hair pulled harder, tilting her head even more, exposing even more of her neck to his hot, possessive mouth.
His lips found a particularly sensitive spot on her neck, and he attacked it with a fierce, possessive hunger, nipping and sucking at the skin as if he was trying to brand her as his.
Mattheo
"You're mine," he growled, his voice ragged and hoarse. "Every inch of you. Every thought, every feeling, every part of you. You. Are. Mine."
His hand on her hip moved down to the hem of her skirt, his fingers tracing a slow, deliberate path up her thigh. His touch was hot, like a brand, leaving a trail of fire in its wake.
Mattheo
"You drive me insane," he hissed, his breath hot against her skin as his lips returned to her neck. His tongue traced a slow, heated path up to her ear, sending a pulse of electricity through her. "I can't think, I can't concentrate," he growled, his voice a mixture of frustration and longing. "All I can do is want you. Need you. Desire you."
His words, thick with raw intensity, sent her heart racing, the weight of his need pressing down on her. Every touch felt more urgent, more possessive, as if he was on the edge of losing control, and she was the only thing anchoring him in the storm of his desire.
His hand on her thigh was now gripping it tightly, his fingers digging into her flesh, holding her in place. His other hand in her hair tilted her head back, his lips attaching to her exposed throat, his tongue tracing a scorching, claiming path along her skin.
Mattheo
"You're my obsession," he breathed, his body pressed so tightly against hers, she could feel the heat radiating off of him, like a living, breathing flame. "My addiction, my poison, my damnatio. And i don't think i'll ever be able to get enough of you."
His hand on her thigh moved further up, and his fingers brushed against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. His lips left her neck, and he moved his head to capture her mouth in a bruising, possessive kiss.
The kiss was hard and demanding, his tongue delving into her mouth with a desperate need, as if he was trying to devour her. His hands were everywhere, his touch hot and possessive as he caressed and explored every inch of her.
Mattheo
"You're like a drug," he breathed, his mouth leaving hers to trail kisses down her jawline to her ear. "I'm addicted to you. I need you. I crave you like a man parched. And i don't think i'll ever be able to get my fill of you."
Author
Hello there,
Firstly I will apologize for the lack of update.I was busy with studies and some other matters which is why I couldn't update for a few days.
Hope you like this chapter, the next update will be at night.please share your opinion about this story.
thank you.
~๐๐๐ต๐ฎ๐น.
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