“I want to see you. Properly.” “And I want to sink my fucking teeth in your throat and mess up that skin with blood.” “Deal,” I breathe out, my voice a fallen whisper in the silence. “Jesus fucking Christ. I tell you I want to draw your blood and you just to agree to it? Have you lost your damn mind?” “No. I trust you won’t hurt me and I know if I ask you to stop, you will. It’s a reasonable price for seeing you naked.” I sit up so I’m cradling his thighs and undo the second button of his shirt with trembling fingers. “I don’t like it when I’m the only one stripping. I know you do it for
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