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“Was she really that awful?” I asked because morbid fascination was a bitch and apparently, I was in the mood to torture myself. “It was like sticking my dick into a sack of potatoes and shaking it around to see what happened,” he deadpanned. “I would have had to question my own performance if it wasn’t for the way she was screaming.”
“Well, at least I have her beaten in that department,” I teased. “You definitely finished with me.” “Yeah. I could come just thinking about you,” he agreed. “And I do pretty frequently.”
oh. my. god.
changed Lance’s name on my Atlas to Starboy so if anyone ever did catch sight of one of my messages, they wouldn’t know who it was from. Not that I kept any of them for long. I also sang Starboy by The Weekend and Daft Punk in my head while I did it. Not that I knew ninety percent of the words. But I had the chorus down. Sort of.
A fellow xo girly!!
“Nice to know I’m on your mind every time you have someone pinned beneath you in the mud,” I purred.
Me and Lance Orion were officially over. The most beautiful, pure love I’d ever known had been taken away from me just like that. And I didn’t know how I’d ever recover.
if you listen closely, you can hear me crying
Darius pushed himself upright and placed his hands on the arms of my chair as he leaned down to speak to me, caging me in and making my heart pound. “Nobody fucks with my girl and gets away with it,” he growled, his lips brushing my ear for a moment and making me shiver.
all hail Darius 😩
“I can’t help it,” Max groaned. “She’s like my own personal brand of fucking insane, curvaceous, utterly addictive Killblaze.”
whew chile
I could cope with anything in this world but this. Not her. If anything happened to Darcy, then all the brightness in the universe would be stolen from me.
She was the light to my dark, the joy to my pain. I loved her more than life itself and there was no life to be had at all if I didn’t have her by my side.
Darius was savage, brutal, vicious, broken and mine. And in that moment, I had no desire for the darkness in him to ever let up. I wanted him. Every damaged, depraved, dirty piece of his soul was made to fit with all the twisted, ruined parts of my own.
