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My eyes settled on King again, seeing him throw back his head and laugh that laugh I had fallen in love with in the parking lot, that laugh that had been the final catalyst in my marriage. I barely knew the man, who he worked for, what he believed in, what he desired, and yet he had already irrevocably changed my life.
“Attraction ain’t something you can fake, babe, and soon as I saw your sweet self across the parking lot that day, my breath left my body like a punch to the gut. Never seen someone or anything so beautiful as you.”
Dreams shine like pearls in her eyes. I become an artist, a collector, stringing saltwater gems on necklaces that she may wear.
“A secret in her smile Tucked in a rosy furl I want to pull it out with my teeth Soothe the paper cut with my tongue Dip in the well of her blood and write My own secret on her lips So that every time she talks Every lick of those lips And drag of breath through her mouth She feels me Her tongue scrapes the scar of my secret on the inside of her pout And she can’t deny the truth of it Of me Of us I’ve branded her with it She’s mine.”
“You can’t say things like that to me, King,” I said, completely without conviction because I was a bad woman in a good girl casing. “Not gonna stop, Cressida,” he retorted.
“Want to take you right here, right now. Spread these thighs and bury my face in your pussy, see if you taste as sweet as you look. I wanna eat you until I’ve had my fill, and Cress babe, I’m a growing fuckin’ boy so I’m starvin’.”
“Never met a woman like you. Know I won’t again. You find somethin’ worth keepin’, you find a way to fuckin’ keep it. Not gonna stop, and just so you know, I got it that this could get you fired, that this could cause you embarrassment, but what I got to say to that is this: whatever pain and ugliness I bring you by bein’ with you, I promise I’ll bring you double that in sweetness and beauty. You hear me on that, because I may be a man without a normal moral compass, but I’m a man who makes a woman a promise, and I’ll die before I break it.”
Between you and me, I’m the fuckin’ authority figure. If I gotta fuck you in the library to show you what’s what, I’m only too happy to fucking oblige.”
Looks like I’m fulfilling two fantasies by fuckin’ my hot-as-fuck teach in the stacks.”
“Turn around, hands on the shelf, and don’t fuckin’ let go,” he ordered.
“Second, you’re right. I’m not your fuckin’ boyfriend. Children have girlfriends and boyfriends. Idiots let their women walk around unclaimed, secured by a fuckin’ hope and a prayer because they don’t make their women feel owned, cherished like the ultimate prize. No, I am your man, babe. The fuckin’ man that sees you strugglin’ to make ends meet because of your prick of a soon-to-be ex-husband, so he calls in his brothers to help her out even though he knows they’ll give him shit for being pussy whipped. I’m your fuckin’ man because I love being that for you. Now, do you hear me?”
King was everything I’d dreamed a man should be; a real man built of loyalty, tenacity and verve, who laughed like the world was made just to entertain him and loved like crazy.
Happiness is streaking bare-assed naked down the wet sand into the waves, it’s drinkin’ too much and laughin’ too loud with your friends, it’s lovin’ so hard you want to devour the flesh, soul, and mind of another person. None of that is fuckin’ pure and all of it is fuckin’ sublime.”
“And I’m not askin’ you to do that because you’re a fuckin’ hot lay. I’m askin’ you to risk everythin’ to be my partner, to stand by my side and rule The Fallen men of Entrance, to lie, cheat, and steal, to breathe my fuckin’ breath, take my kisses and my cock and reign with me. Be the Iron Queen to my Fallen King.”
“Because I love you,” he growled. “Because I fuckin’ love you enough to tear the world apart if it wrongs you, if it causes even a minute of misery for my girl with the whiskey eyes. Never felt this way about anythin’ and I don’t want to ever again.”
