“Yes, you can. Summer, you can open your eyes for me. And you can say it, I promise. Know why?” I shake my head, not opening my eyes, and a moment later I feel his lips brush my ear. “Because I already know how fucking desperate you are. How much of a slut you are for me.” His fingers tighten sharply just under my jaw. “And I already know how much you’re mine.” He nips at my ear once, then harder, before turning to sink his teeth into my shoulder.
