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Professor Dirk Winston is lose your panties, fall to your knees, thank (not-lost) Jesus, fucking hot as sin.
“Sharon isn’t a danger to me. I want to break his hands every time he touches you.”
“I love your strength.” A slight rasp is in her voice. “I love knowing you could hurt me, but you’re holding back because you can’t live without me.” “I would never hurt you.”
They say when it’s right, you just know it. The words are right there, but I won’t say them. Still, it’s here, waiting to be plucked from the air like the apple on an ancient tree.
“I had one job.” It sounds so stupid now. “I didn’t expect it to be… you.”
“Remember when you said you liked to feel my strength, knowing I could hurt you, but I wouldn’t?” “Yes.” “Now I would.” A hot tear spills over onto my cheek, and I wish I had the key to this handcuff. I wish I had taken myself to the bedroom and crawled beneath the blankets before I locked it. My voice is quiet, as I speak. “Even when you hurt me, I’ll still come to you. Remember?” “I didn’t hurt you.” His voice is equally quiet. “You hurt me.” “And for that I’m so sorry. You’re the best man I’ve ever known.”
Our love might have started as a scheme, a plot by evil people to do bad things, but the strength of what we have, the undeniable force of our attraction, broke through their plans. What started out as forbidden, dissolved under the strength of two lonely souls searching for family, for belonging, for the missing piece. We found it in each other. We’re silent yet strong, wounded, but still fighting, and we earned our happily ever after.
I thought it wasn’t mine to have, but he changed my destiny. We’re magical yet real, healing and transformative. From the ugly and the cruel grew beauty and life, and we made it ours.
