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Why does he look so good though?
He’s like an addiction, a drug of the worst kind that’s consuming me, and all I want is my next hit. I’m like an alcoholic dying for a sip, telling myself it’ll be the last one, but always wanting more.
“He punched you and it pissed me off. No one fucks with you but me.”
And I fucking love it. I want him to call me that all the time. I want to be his baby every damn day and from now on, if he’ll let me.
Blaine, baby, I need you to get out of my head, you’re fucking with my ability to do life properly.
“You’re important to me. Fuck that, I’m obsessed with you, Blaine Yates. Like a toxin there ain’t no cure for. You’ve poisoned me, baby, but I’ll happily suffer for you.”
I mentally add Mayor Yates to my murder list. Guess I’ll start collecting names like Aria Stark. I have a feeling with this boyfriend shit, I’ll be adding people weekly to the slaughter pile.
“You really are a possessive fucker,” he mutters, pushing me up so I slide off his cock. Then his fingers glide through the mess spilling from my ass. “But so am I.”
“I told you I’m possessive, but you might not know exactly what that means, so let me explain.” His hand comes up to cage my throat, raw fury in his eyes when he speaks. “You’re mine, Blaine. My guy. I fuckin’ worship you. Every time you talk, you have me on a hook. Every time you do that weird snort-laugh, I want to own you. And every time you feel bad, I want to tear the world down to fix it. Why you think I’m ashamed, I dunno, but you gotta get that thought right out of your head before I fuck it out of you.”
I would never let him fall.
His words are lost in the wind because as cheesy as it is to say, he takes my breath away. Yeah, it’s gross as fuck, but that’s exactly what happens.
Now I’m dick-whipped and a total marshmallow for this dork.
