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She was so godsdamned hot that it had been ruining me for a week straight.
Skip. I’ll make it worth your while.
What could I say? I just really liked mushrooms.
His praise.
would give this woman anything she ever wanted, so long as she asked
for it with that same breathy moan. I’d set the world ablaze. Fates, I’d set myself on fire just to see another flicker of the desperate, needy hunger in her eyes as I stripped her of what remained of her clothing.
And when I finally slid inside her, shuddering at the sensation of her flawlessly perfect fit, I cursed myself for ever having held back in the first place. This was rapture. It was ruination. It was everything I had ever fucking wanted, but never once dared to dream of experiencing. Made for me. She was fucking made for me. And she was so. fucking. tight.
Because you’re in love with her. You’re in love with her, and now you have something you’re not willing to lose.
I wanted her heart. I would die for it. I would kill for it. I didn’t deserve it—I could live a thousand lifetimes and still never possibly deserve it, but that wasn’t enough to stop me. Though perhaps it should have been.
If I wasn’t already in love with the woman, I might have fallen right then and there. Holy fuck. “Good girl,”
“Very good girl. You remembered.”
They could not have her. He would die first.
