“He’ll never in his lifetime be able to fuck you the way you crave. He couldn’t dream of sending those pretty little whiskey eyes to the back of your head like I’ve seen. He can’t make you scream for mercy, tear apart blankets between your teeth, claw flesh open beneath your nails, or beg like a whore in heat for some sort of saving the way you do when your stepbrother is inside of you.” She looks
