“I’m going to fucking kill you.” His arm presses further into my neck until it’s hard to breathe, but if I have to smash my own vocal cords to egg him on, that’s exactly what I’ll do. “Tell me more. I’m getting all hot and bothered with your foreplay. I love it when you curse, baby.” “You fucking—” He cuts himself off, nostrils flaring and cheeks slightly flushed, but then his expression closes.
