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My breathing becomes laboured, deeper, especially when he takes my hip and my throat, backing me up against the mirrored wall. “I have plenty to say to you, but all I can think of is how sick you make me.”
“You irritate me. You’re a poisonous snake that won’t fuck off from my mind. You’re everywhere yet nowhere. A fucking disease.”
My nostrils flare with rage, and I flip her. “On your hands and knees. I don’t want to look at you.” The words feel like poison on my tongue.
“The kiss…” I have no idea what the fuck I’m doing or saying or thinking. I’m certain my hands are shaking. “What did you think of it?”
I’m a tit – an embarrassing fucking tit. Why don’t I tell her that I chugged one off while thinking about her not even twelve hours ago while I’m at it?
“Use your mouth.” “Say please.”
“Beg me to keep going.” Kade grabs a handful of my hair. “Please put my cock back in your fucking mouth.”
“Touch her again and I’ll blow your fucking head off.”
“Don’t.” One word, my voice thick and pleading. “Don’t.” “What do you want me to do?” “Be patient with me,” is all I say before I capture her lips with mine.
His hand freezes, then he drops it to his side. “You’re afraid of me.” I avert my eyes. “You are aware that you’re the only person in the world I’d never hurt, right?”
“Don’t be afraid of me, Freckles. Sometimes people need to change to survive.”
Freckles, darling, I’m a fucking animal. You should’ve seen me Jackie Chan my shit today.
Me: If you don’t come to my room later, I’ll kidnap you from your bed and drag you here. Freckles: Oh, okay. That’s slightly threatening but a little sweet.
“Shut up or I’ll leave.” Nope. She isn’t leaving. Not until we reach the credits, and I’ve kissed her at least ten times. I should get the first one in while anxiety isn’t clawing at my chest and overthinking.
It’s not fucking fine. Look at me. Yell at me. Do fucking something.
a familiar voice whispers in my ear, “You need to stop flirting with my half-a-million-dollar target.”
“I’m not asking, Freckles. You’re going on a date with me.”
“I’m not a sincere man. Maybe when I was a teenager, when I worshipped the ground you walked on, but now? I want to rip your clothes off and sink my teeth into your skin.”
“We’re all broken in some way, Tobias. But we can also be fixed.”
it takes me everything not to drop to my knees and beg for her forgiveness for who I’ve become.
“I want to kiss you,” I tell her, taking her throat and cutting off her air. “Let me fucking kiss you.”
“Kiss me,” he says. “If you want me to beg, then I’ll fucking beg you to kiss me, Stacey. Please.” The last word is a whisper.
