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Some days I’m the ocean. Some days I’m the ship. Tonight, I’m the lighthouse: at the edge, alone, and burning.
“We’ll cross paths again, Sawyer. Life has a funny way of throwing people into your path when you’re meant to collide. It’s up to you to choose to make it permanent.”
“You’re going to ruin me, too. But unfortunately for you, that’s where I feel most at home.”
“You taste better than the sweetest wine, and I could fucking drink you forever.”
“Does it hurt, bella?”
“You’re so big,” I choke.
“Fuck me just like that, good girl.”
“Touch yourself, bella. Rub your clit and let me feel how tight your pussy gets when you come.”
“Fuck, keep milking every last drop. You can have it all, baby. You only have to take it.”
“The taste of you is fucking addicting, I must admit,” he purrs in my ear. “Let them taste you, too, baby.”
“Does it hurt, baby?” he asks quietly. “Not being able to scream for me like you want to.”
“Oh God,” I cry, trying to keep my voice down but failing miserably. “Can you see him, baby? Ask him for forgiveness.” “Why?” I pant, another high-pitched moan nearly swallowing the word. “Because you worship me now.”
“You’re going to come for me, bella, and you’re going to fucking paint me in it. If I’m not covered, then I will make you do it again until there’s nothing left of you.”
“What happened to you does not define you. It only forged a new path that will take you to a different version of yourself. But no one can force you to walk that road; only you can determine who you will be once you get there. It’s your choice who you become, Sawyer.”
“No more running, baby. I want him to come looking for you just so I can have the privilege of ending his life for touching what’s mine.”
“Brava ragazza,”
“That’s it, you love being a good girl for me, don’t you, baby?” he drawls. “Just like you love coming all over my cock like a desperate little slut.”
“È impossibile odiarti quando mi fai sentire così vivo,” I start, slipping two fingers past her lips and hooking them over her teeth, bringing her closer. “Ed è esattamente per questo che voglio odiarti. Prima di incontrare te ero un sonnambulo. Cazzo, non ero pronto a svegliarmi.”
“Ho sbagliato a dirti che eri debole. Sei così incredibilmente coraggiosa, vorrei che lo vedessi anche tu.”
“Ti penso ogni ora, ogni minuto, ogni dannato secondo. Non so che fare.”
“Era l’unica cosa che mi eccitava e dava pace. Hai rovinato anche questo. Sentirti su di me è meglio di immergersi nell’oceano. Neanche con questa rivelazione so che fare.”
The moment I retract my fingers, her release is pouring onto me. Quickly, I hook both arms around each thigh and force her back down on my face, opening my mouth wide and drinking from her like a man who’s been lost at sea for months.
“Ma solo quando sono pronto a venire con te. Annegheremo insieme, bella ladra.”
“There’s a place in the ocean, so deep, where not a single point of light penetrates through it. And for so long, I’ve been trapped there, unable to breathe. When I met you, you lifted me out of that darkness, and it was the first time I came up for air. You’ve become my oxygen, bella ladra, and I can no longer breathe without you.”
“I told you my love was going to hurt like hell. So tell me, bella ladra, does it hurt?”
