The day had come when he needed Cassy, and Cassy alone. No one, and nothing else, would satisfy him.
Her brain said, he’s like a brother to you. Her body rejected that notion absolutely. Her heart was confused as hell.
Lots of men would love to--“ Fuck you silly. The words just popped into his mind. Jesus. Where had that come from?
You’re demanding fidelity, and I’ll give you that. But if I intended to be celibate, I would’ve become a priest.
I’m not putting that in my mouth.
I can be ruthless, unforgiving, and a manipulative bastard. But I don’t play games with sex.
I’ve had your kiss. I know what you taste like, and that’s only worsened the need. Made me crave more.
Having a heart that’s three sizes too small must be really convenient for business.
