“Don’t you dare stop,” Tex said. Anger rolled through me, and I snapped my hips forward, jolting us. “I thought you wanted to leave me, and now you’re begging me not to stop.” Tex whimpered. “You’re not being fair.” I dropped his legs and leaned forward. I bit his ear. “Fuck being fair. If I have to take you apart in order to keep you, I will.” “I fucking hate you.”
