Buttons and Hate (Buttons, #2)

by Penelope Sky

“You would die before you let anything happen to me.” Conviction rang in her voice like the bell in the town square. Her unshakeable belief in me was both warming and heartbreaking. “And I would die before I let anything happen to you.”

There was nothing I wouldn’t do for her. If she asked for a piece of the sun, I would figure out a way to give it to her.

“You don’t have to be large to be strong. Strength comes from a place deep inside us. It’s the ability to deflect pain, to persevere when failure hits you in the face like cold rain. It’s refusal to break under someone else’s reign. It’s a lot of things. Size is irrelevant.”

I tried to think of the things that turned me on the most. Sometimes, it was the movement of her soft hair. Sometimes, it was the shape her mouth made when she screamed my name. Sometimes, it was the tight muscles in her back when she was on all fours underneath me. There were too many things to choose. But when I narrowed it down to one concept, one idea, I found my answer. “You.”

There were no words I could use to describe exactly how I felt. All I knew was I wanted her beside me—now and forever. I want her to share my bed every night, and I wanted her to ride my cock every morning. Without her, I would return to the ghost I used to be. “I think so too.”