Pretty Little Fears (Blackwood University, #1)

by S.J. Ryder

“Look at you, pretty girl. I can feel your lies dripping from your cunt.”

“You’re taking my fingers so well. Such a good fucking girl. Look at you.” If

I feel a desperate need for her to be so close, we could merge into one. To inject her in my veins, as if I might go through withdrawal without her. In such little time, Blair has embedded herself under my skin, giving me a new addiction. My little obsession.

She tastes like mint and pure sin. And all fucking mine.

“Alright, baby. I don’t care to hear you speak anymore unless you’re begging for me to eat your pretty pussy or to fuck you. So sit the fuck down on the bed and spread your legs nice and wide for me.”

“Oh, it'll fit, sweet girl. You were made for me, made to take my cock. All ten inches will be buried inside your wet cunt, Blair.”

“Eyes on me, little obsession. I want you to watch as I fill you up with my cum.”

“You are mine, Blair. How does it feel to have my cum coating your insides and my name falling from your lips? Soon, our souls will be so intertwined, you won’t know where I end and you begin. You won’t know anything apart from being mine.”

I want to live deep inside of her until we become one. I never want to live in a world where Blair and I don’t exist as one being, one soul, one heart.

“I won't hurt you, Blair. I'd put myself six feet under before ever hurting you. Please believe me.”

I will take all of your shattered bits and put them back together. I will give you parts of myself to fill the cracks in your empty pieces. I will nourish your soul until it feels whole again.”

“They say that after someone dies, the human brain can live on for seven minutes, and that in those seven minutes are their best memories.”

“My seven minutes would be full of you, my little obsession.”

“You’ll never,” he kisses the corner of my lip and down along my jaw. “Be,” he trails lower to my neck, kissing the skin there, “Alone.” He trails opened-mouthed kisses along my erratic pulse, “I’ll always be your shadow, little obsession.”

“There is not a universe in which you will not be mine. Not a single outcome that does not result in you belonging to me wholeheartedly. You live in every single one of my fucking thoughts, you pump through my veins, you consume me until I am nothing left without you.”

“I will gladly get on my knees and fucking crawl to you, Blair. You hold all the power. My name may invoke fear, but yours invokes death, my little obsession, because for you I will crawl, I will kill, I will become death itself.”