“Maybe I’m tired of fighting. Of resisting what we both so clearly want.” He was stating it as if it were a fact, when he had been the one who had mocked me so many times before. “You called me weak for responding to you.” “It was meant to hide how weak I am for you. How a simple touch from you has me so hard and desperate that I don’t think I’ll ever recover. You have no idea the power you have over me. How I would give anything if you would only put your hands on me. Your lips. Your tongue. I would scale any mountain, cross any sea, slay any dragon, just for the chance to be with you. I
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