For the Love of Fritters & Frights

by J.D. Linton

“You can have everything, baby. You’ll take all of me and do it beautifully.”

His hands found me again, sliding down my waist as he sank to his knees in front of me. “Perhaps you are an angel.” With a mind of their own, my fingers slid into his hair, and he flashed me a devastating grin. “Why is that?” My voice sounded much too breathless, too needy, but I didn’t care. Not right now. “Because nothing else could possibly be this fucking beautiful.”

“I couldn’t leave you, Remi.” He brushed his lips along my cheek. “I made it this far, and my heart, my soul, refused to go another foot, another inch, away from you.” His hand found the nape of my neck. “I love you. With everything that I am and everything that I will ever be, I love you.”