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“Shut up and take what I give you.”
“Fuck, baby, you look so pretty,” I whisper, possessively grazing my thumb over the hickey beneath his ear. “You look like mine.”
I don’t. I’ve got something even better right here on top of me. He’s just as addictive as any drug I’ve ever taken, just as destructive and dangerous to my health. He fills every corner of my mind until all I can think about is getting him inside me again.
“You want it?” he asks, moving his mouth around to my ear as he works on my zipper. “I’m an addict, Nate,” I rasp. “I need it.”
“Be a good little whore and show me what’s mine.”
“Jesus Christ. Just fuck me like you hate me.” “I do hate you.” “Then stop pretending you don’t!”
when there’s nothing you can do to stop it, so you just have to suffer through it and hope that tomorrow is better.
“You know what?” She laughs bitterly, backing up a few steps. “I thought it was hot at first but I was wrong. What you’re doing to that boy is sick.”
