“Your mouth can spew all the fucking nonsensical denial you want. You can choke me to compose the burning need you have churning in every fiber of your being. I’ll let you fuck your pain away in any capacity you want.” Grabbing his hand, I turn it over and lick his tattoo. “I will be your damn doggie on a chain. I will give you control over my body in order to bring your mind a semblance of peace. But I’m done letting you run away from me. From us.”
