“No, you don’t. I need you to need me like an addict needs the needle. I want to be the fire burning in your veins, Theo. When you breathe, I want you drowning in your need to be with me.” “Fuck, River,” he panted and tipped his head back, exposing his beautiful, soft throat as he fucked himself. “That has to be the single hottest thing anyone’s ever said to me. And probably the most fucked up.”
