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The next man to ask me what I’m doing after work is getting stabbed. Violently and repeatedly.
The way his mouth moves against mine feels like he’s waited a million lifetimes to kiss me. Taking in long pulls, deep and hungry—he devours me until I can feel it all the way down to my toes.
I didn’t expect to enjoy taking a life the first time I did it. Killing my abusive shithead of an ex-boyfriend, Carter, wasn’t supposed to spark this urge inside me. It was meant to be a one-time thing—and he had it coming.
“I’m going to mark every inch of your glorious body so there won’t ever be a question about who owns it.”
“Your mouth was made for my cock. Look at it, taking me so well.” His fist tightens in my hair—the pain sharpening my senses. “Such a pretty little whore on your knees for me.”
From the second I laid eyes on you, there has been an itching in my veins that only the sight of you can ease. Without you, the world has no art, and I have no purpose.”
“I don’t just love you, Jill. I worship you. I bleed you. I am for you.”
There has never been anything more beautiful than my wife, unapologetically twisted, sensually dark, and mine. Forever.
