I Could Be Yours (Toronto Terror)

by Helena Hunting

For all fairytale lovers, the lovers of love, the hopeless romantics, and the underestimated.

“Why do you have to be so fucking tempting?” He groans and bites the edge of my jaw. “Because the dark is always trying to consume the light.”

“Imagine me on my knees for you, Nate.” His gaze drops as I lace the fingers of my free hand with the one already stroking him. “Shit. Fuck—” He groans. “My mouth full of your thick cock.” I slide both thumbs up his shaft and circle the crown. “Your hands in my hair.” Slow stroke. “Guiding me.” Tight squeeze. “Your cum sliding down my throat, because I’d swallow for you, Nathan, like a good girl does.”

“I want it with a partner, though. I want to find my one true love.” I lean my head against her shoulder. “Why can’t I have the fairy tale?”

“Remember that in every fairy tale, the prince and princess have to fight for their love, and there are always things that get in the way. Sometimes it’s other people, and other times it’s something inside themselves.” She taps over her heart. “The deepest, truest love comes to us when we’ve learned how to fight for it.