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I swear, she’s such a little weirdo…not that she looks like it from the outside.
From the outside, she seems so meek and polite, but her art tells a whole different story.
Your image is everything. It doesn’t matter what is true, only what is perceived to be.
“Glad you finally showed up.” “Sorry, I’m late. I didn’t want to come,”
I close my eyes, I feel like I’m flying. Is this what it feels like to be a bird? No wonder they’re always singing.
She sees the best in people, no matter how many times they prove her wrong, even when it’s at her own expense.
“Like I said, her father is an evil man who knows how to get what he wants. I’m not sure there’s anything I can do.” Roman chuckles under his breath. “Unless you married her first.”
“I didn’t see a ring on her finger when she had her hand wrapped around my cock last night,” Luka retorts.
His cocky smirk returns, and then he drops to one knee right there in the middle of the monster romance section. “What do you say, Girl Scout? Are you going to marry me or what?”
Of all the impulsive ideas I’ve had, proposing to marry my sworn enemy, the woman who got me sent to prison, has to top the list.
“I’m not really a go-with-the-flow kind of person, if you haven’t noticed,”
“That’s because you’ve never had someone you trust to help handle things.”
But when Scout steps out from behind a tree looking like an angel sent to destroy me, it’s all I can do to keep myself from falling to my knees.
She eyes me for a moment, then finally says, “It means that either you’re lying to yourself or you’re only sleeping with actresses. No woman’s really out there having multiple orgasms.”
Of all the things she could’ve said, she had to admit that? How the fuck am I supposed to be around her after she’s just tossed a challenge like that right in front of me?
That maybe the things that excite you aren’t the type of things good girls like you should want.”
It isn’t very often that the universe sends you exactly what you need, so I’ll take the handout whenever I can get it, even if it comes hand delivered by Satan.
How did I go from this girl, who seemed so sure of herself and what she wanted, to the dull, lifeless woman who’s spent the last eight years trying to blend in?
No. No. No. I squeeze my eyes closed, forcing myself to be as still as possible as I pray he doesn’t notice me.
I am convinced that if everyone had a family like this, a family who loved them unconditionally for not only who they are but whoever they want to become… There would be no evil or hatred or fighting.
For someone who’s spent her whole life following the rules, there’s something so dangerously exhilarating about the way he looks at me, knowing he has the power to destroy me.
“You cheated,” he grumbles. “Probably bamboozled him with your cleavage.”
“Our town’s going to hell in a hand basket with this criminal in charge.”
And if you put your hands on my wife again, I’ll happily add another conviction to my record.”
It’s all supposed to be pretend, but I can’t help but feel like we’re starting to blur the lines.
Who would guess that under that good girl exterior, you’re really just a little freak. Does anyone else know that you smile during the murder parts?”
“You stopped fighting me… does that mean you surrender?”
“Chivalry’s just a form of foreplay, princess,” he says with a wink. “I know that’s a new concept for you.”
“I have no problem marking you as mine. No shame whatsoever. Hell, I’ll fuck you in front of the whole goddamn town if that’s what it takes to make sure everyone knows you’re mine.”
Too bad I see her for what she is, just a scared kitten, all puff and no bite.
“Now be a good girl and pick something to fuck yourself with, so I can finally stop thinking about doing it myself.”
“You’re too uptight, you need to learn how to relax.” She rolls her eyes, tucking her legs up to her chest. “Yeah, well, maybe relaxing doesn’t come so easy for everyone.”
I hate to break it to you, but there’s no award for being miserable your whole life. The sooner you realize that, the sooner you’ll stop putting everyone else’s needs above your own.”
There’s something so fucking hot knowing she’s breaking her rules, simply because I asked her to. It makes me wonder what else I could get her to do. Oh, the ways I could corrupt her.
“I’m about to change your whole goddamn life.”
“Your safe word is Thin Mints. You say that, and I promise I’ll stop. No questions asked. Understand?”
“Look at you behaving so well for me.” His voice is like warm honey dripping down my skin.
“You’re such a good fucking slut aren’t you, baby? You’ll do anything I tell you to do, won’t you?”
I’ve never felt so dirty, so far from the good girl image I’ve always been known as. And somehow, I’ve never felt more beautiful.
I’m allowing him to clean his cum off my boobs. Like this is something friends do all the time.
The light’s gone, the hum is silent. Marilyn officially flatlined.
At this point, I’m so sexually frustrated and confused, I’m one pothole away from lying down right here in the middle of the street and letting Luka finish me off.
Why is it so hard for everyone to see the real me? If they really love me like they say they do, or did anyway, why can’t they see that I’ve been walking around as a shell of myself?
it sucks knowing my happiness comes after whatever version of me that makes them the most comfortable.
If she wants to flirt with fire, I’ll make sure she understands exactly how hot it burns.
I can see that she’s already on her way to that floaty, dream-like space, just waiting for me to fully take control so she can hand over the reins to her busy mind.
“You belong to me. No one touches what’s mine. Do I make myself clear?”
“Look at how fucking desperate you are. Eyes on me, baby. I want to see your face when I shove my giant cock inside this tight little pussy.”
She sort of has a bit of a thing for pain, and I think she likes it when I’m mean to her.
“The things I want with you go deeper than casual monogamy… I want you not only as my wife, but as my submissive...”
