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“You’re mine. Okay? Here, there, on fucking Mars. There’s nothing you can say or do that’s going to derail me from you.”
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“Property of Steele O’Brien.”
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“Tell me that you’re mine, body and spirit. That you’re going to let me all the way in.”
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“Tell me, Aspen, is your lipstick on my cock?” I bite my lip, then nod. His smile wins out. “Good,” he says. “It’s going to stay there through the game.”
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“It says you’re mine.”
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“Hate? Your body has already admitted to enjoying what I do to you, little viper. It’s just a matter of your mind following… and if that means breaking it, I’ll do that.”
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“Her panties come with it, and she tosses them at me. I catch the pink satin and raise it to my mouth, inhaling slightly. Smells like her. Sweet, musky. Smells like how she tastes. My mouth waters.”
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“I just want to see if you’d come like this,” I murmur. “You can grind on me if you need to.”
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“He leans over me, and I flinch when he touches me. That’s what he wanted, right? To break me? I think he succeeded.”
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“But I do know this much: she’s going to be begging to drop out by the time I’m through with her.”
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“You should go straight home,” I murmur. “I was planning on taking you home,” he says. I lift my shoulder. “Girls will want to ravage you if they see your dick swinging in your gray sweatpants. It’s that season.” “What season?” I roll my eyes. “Gray sweatpants season. Did you buy them with that in mind?”
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“His jersey, his cum…” I shrug. “Bet you got neither when he fucked you, right?”
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“Do I like him? Not particularly. Am I attracted to him? Too fucking much.”
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“I love you,” he says. “I’m not a wordsmith. Not even close. But I’m so fucking obsessed with you, I can’t stand it. I love you. I’ll love you forever.”
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“I want you to do whatever the fuck you want,” he snaps at me. “If that’s play piano, then great. If that’s graduating with a degree in art or chemical engineering or fucking astrology, whatever. But just know that you’re going to be taken care of no matter what. I’m going to the NHL. I’m going to make a shit ton of money—I already have a shit ton of money, Aspen. Thirty thousand dollars to keep you in school and with a meal plan is a drop in the bucket. I’d give you more if it helps. I’d give you all of it if I thought for a second that you cared about that.”
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“Because obsession and love are the same fucking thing. And I’ve been obsessed with you from the start.”
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“I thought, ‘Now her daddy won’t be able to take pictures of her. Now she’s safe, because she doesn’t belong to him anymore. She belongs to me.”
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“You are going to talk about this, Aspen. Because knowing what happened to you lets me inside you just a little bit more—and I won’t stop until I’m buried so deep in your bones that I’m impossible to remove.”
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“You need dirty, and you need to hurt. You need to be stuffed full of cock that you’re not sure you entirely want, like a little slut that Daddy didn’t pay enough attention to as a child.”
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“Sit,” I order her, licking my lips. “Steele—” “I swear to God, Aspen, sit on my face right now.”
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“You look good in my jersey,” I say in her ear. “But you look even better out of it.”
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“Because you’re beautiful. Because you’re sin. Because you’re a distraction. And I’ve never hated anyone more than you,”
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“I’m going to give you a two-minute head start,” I say softly, still pinching her hair in my fingers. “And then I’m going to hunt you down. You’ll know I’m coming. When I catch you, you fight me. Do your worst. And I suppose you should pick a safe word…”
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“Your dark fantasies,” I remind her. “You tell me yours, I’ll tell you mine.”
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“Because obsession and love are the same fucking thing. And I’ve been obsessed with you from the start.” He dives back down before I can respond. I’m pretty sure he just told me he loves me.”
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“Fire. Because we're taught as little girls that if you are attacked, no one will come running if you scream for help, but they will if you yell fire. People are selfish like that. They're drawn into action by things that might hurt them, but if it is you on the line, forget it.”
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“Show me your tits, Aspen, and I won’t piss on your backpack.”
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“I know you don’t care about money. You care about safety. You care about surviving. But, sweetheart…” His voice cracks. “There’s so much more than that for you.” Tears fill my eyes.”
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“Now, will you leave my pussy alone while I go down to the car and get our stuff, or do I need to tie you up?”
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“I’m hunting you tonight, sweetheart. Better run. Don’t think hiding will work—I’ll find you either way.”
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