"You won't choke me when you come out, right?" She smiles, what a tease.
"Stop it," I warn her. "That's a bad habit I can't seem to get rid of, and your neck looks pretty with my hand around it anyways," I smirk and she rolls her eyes.
"It's okay, I...
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❀ Montana Lowren ❀
Glancing at his hand on the steering wheel I take a quick glance at his face and then look away. Oh my god, I can't stop thinking about that kiss. It was so nice and like a reassurance of return.
It felt like I was back home and I was finally able to feel happy again.
I lick my bottom lip and then dig my teeth into it. I feel him down there and I can feel how much I need him, I want him so bad but I just can't accept it completely. How am I supposed to believe he's changed for the better when nothing feels different besides his appearance, he gives the same vibes he did two years ago.
I'm scared he will have an episode again and try to actually end me off for good because then he'll think I'm stalking him or something because the last time he did think that but it was his sister that pulled me behind her back to protect me from him.
"It wouldn't have killed you to spend the night." He murmured and I turned to glare at him, he asked me so many times to just spend the night at his but I didn't want to go because I knew if I did I wouldn't be able to hold myself back from touching him.
He would be right there taunting me with his body and I wouldn't be able to resist.
"I didn't want to spend the night at yours." I kept a blank tone and shrugged with one shoulder.
I saw him nod on the corner of my eye and kept his attention on the road, good.
"How has it been without me?" He asks and I pause, I don't know what to say.
Say you've been thinking of him all the damn time nonstop.
No! I'm not giving him the satisfaction of knowing that, he'll probably laugh in my face and drop me off in the middle of the road for admitting what he wanted. He probably has a hidden camera somewhere around him trying to capture moments to embarrass me soon to his 'nonexclusive' girlfriend. He said he didn't even like her, he just needed her to try and forget about me and that he felt like he was so obsessed with me he couldn't think of other women sexually or any kind of way really.
He told me he was scared that obsession will turn into psychosis or something and he would start hunting me down and killing me or hold me hostage forever but he said he would get better every day and I started getting relieved because I wouldn't want to be kidnaped and kept hidden. That's scary to just think about.
I told him that it was probably a malfunction in his brain but he assured me that if he didn't start doing therapy the day he did he would actually be torturing me under a basement or something and that made my skin crawl.
