Obsession
Six weeks earlier…
I awoke to the sounds of fucking coming from the other room.
For several moments I lay on my bed, my eyes adjusting to the darkness. My right temple throbbed, evidence of too many margaritas that evening,and a general lack of sleep over the past few days.
Yawning, I rolled over and glanced at the bedside clock.
Three-thirteen in the morning.
"Right there…yes, right there. Ohhh…"
Despite my headache, I couldn't help giggling. Maybe Marnie thought I was dead to the world and therefore didn't think she needed to be quiet. Or maybe she didn't care. All I knew, as I lay there, was that she and the guy she'd picked up were screwing like this was their last night on earth—if the loud moans and screams coming from the other room were any indication.
"Yes, yes! Fuck me, baby!" Marnie screamed.
I hugged my pillow and closed my eyes, but I knew I wouldn't be getting back to sleep anytime soon. Not with the sexual Olympics going on in the next room.
I heard a consistent banging on the wall—likely the headboard. At least, I hoped it wasn't someone's body part hitting the wall. And how thin were these walls, ... read full excerpt from: Obsession ebook
