He fucked me, pressing me into the wall. “Mine,” he said against my lips. “Don’t ever leave my body.” His hand on my neck scaled down, squeezing my breast and running over my stomach, and came back up to my neck, holding me tight. “Don’t ever leave my body,” he chanted again. “I won’t,” I whispered. “Say you love me.” I swallowed, my throat so dry. “Say you love me,” he demanded. “I love you,” I told him, surprised by how easily it came. “I love you, Damon.”
