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To the girl who wants a man to treat her gently, burn the world for her, and fuck her like a whore. This pyromaniac is exceptional at multitasking.
This time, I’m sure she’s going to smile at me. And then once I know how to make her smile, I’ll make her do it over and over until she’s sick of me. She’d better not smile at anyone else but me.
“There are twenty-seven bones in the human hand. Breathe in her direction again, and we’ll find out whether I can break them one at a time.”
“I’ve always wanted to see what a real human heart feels like in my hands. Keep talking, and I’ll get to find out.”
“Don’t use anything for two months, and my entire trust fund is yours.”
“Don’t pretend you don’t like it, Blaze. You’re looking at me like you hate me, but you’re riding me like you love me.”
“Only I get to make you come. Only I get to feel your thighs around me. You burn for me. Only me.”
Then she touched me—well, she slapped me. But she chose to put her hand on me. Me. And god it makes me giddy to think she willingly put her hand on me. She chose to slap me.
“The man you’ve never wanted, but the one who has, and will always take the fall for you.”
“You don’t need to do a goddamn thing, and my dick is constantly hard as a brick for you.”
“I’m talking about how you take center stage in all my wet dreams, and I can’t go a single day without coming to the thought of you.”
“You’ve stolen my every waking thought since the day I met you, Thief. I’ve been wanting to feel your pretty pussy for as long as I can remember. I’m done waiting.”
“At the beginning, middle, and end, you’re the only one I’ll ever want. You’re mine, Blaze.”
“For you? I’ll burn it all.” How he’s looking at me is enough to push my head against the window to get away. There’s a fire blazing at my back, but his stare is on me. I hold the eyes of a pyromaniac. How dangerous is it to be chosen over flames?
“You’ve always burned prettier, Blaze,” he whispers. “You’ve always been my fire.”
