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This one’s for the girls who drool over mugshots
want to make something very clear, Briar. The arrangement you believe you have is not the arrangement you have in actuality. My legs may be shackled, but my hands are very much not. If I want to strangle the life from your lungs and snatch that key from your pocket, I will.” He leans closer, until his breath is close enough to send goosebumps over my skin. “You have a tame tiger in the basement. Tame, but not domesticated. You’d do well to remember that.”
“You plan to keep me around as your personal sex toy?” His eyebrow rises, and I nearly get off right here. “Only if you make me come.” “Is that a promise?”
“Sit on my face, little psycho,”
He slaps my thigh, and I release the chain. “What?” “You aren’t sitting hard enough. I don’t want to breathe when you release that chain. Fucking sit on my face.” If he wants to die buried in my pussy, who am I to deny his dying wish?
I want you to put on the mask and repeat history. Make my body a fucking crime scene, Grey.”
“If you knew this would only end in heartache, would you still do it?”
“Touch me,” I whisper. “Make me feel good before you hurt me. If you have to leave, then give me something to remember you by.” “Psycho,” he whispers.
“I want you to come on my cock again, little psycho. Squeeze every drop from a killer’s dick.”
You wanted me to give you something to remember me by, and I did, just as you asked. You will remember my touch. My kiss. My cock. Unless, of course, you think we should stop this now to avoid any further pain.” “Call me a glutton for punishment, I guess, because I want to eat up every moment of my future pain. Right here. Right now.” “Then I’ll keep feeding you until you can’t hold another drop of me.”
“You’re beautiful. Your scars are part of that beauty, little psycho. They’re proof that you walked through hell and came out on the other side.”