I inch my lips close to the corner of his as I whisper, “You want to know what I think, lotus flower? I think you were fighting your goddamn demons to kiss her. The deeper you went, the more forced it looked. The longer you had your mouth against hers, the more burdened you looked, so it’s safe to say you weren’t hard because of her.” “Shut your fucking mouth,” he says and tries to push me with his other hand. I snatch his wrist and slam it on the wall above his head. His throat works and he shivers against me. Goddamn shivers. I’m going to devour him fucking whole and leave no crumbs.
