“Are you sure?” he asked. “With every fiber of my being.” “I don’t want to hurt you.” “I don’t care. Hurt me. Love me. Undo me. Take everything because you own me.” “No.” He kissed my mouth with a fire that would never die. “You own me, and I’ll worship you until your pleasure is so great, you can’t contain it. I want you to scream for me, my goddess. No one can hear you, and I need to know what you sound like when you come undone wrapped around me.”
