“I want to be wrapped in your skin…in your bones. I want every piece of you, all over me. There isn’t anything about you that I don’t want. That I don’t covet,” he whispered. “There’s nothing you could show me that’s going to make me change my mind.” “Change your mind?” “That you’re mine. Your body belongs to me. Your heart belongs to me. Your soul. Is. Mine.” He kissed me like he owned me.
