Page 75 of Paper Thin Love

It would be so easy to ruin her completely, to take everything I have pieced together again, only to break it myself this time. Maybe I will one day.

“Answer me.”

She shakes her head.

Abruptly, I pull away. Eyes narrowing. I want answers. I’m about to drag them out of Mila when I realize her current state of mind.

I should push her out of my room.I won’t save you, you lovesick fool! Don’t you see I’m using you? That’s all I can give you, a treaty, a give and take. I can never give you more.

Her bottom lip trembles.

My chin dips.“Come,”I’ll fix you again, Mila, but it comes with a price. It always will.

I guide her to my bathroom. She stands frozen like a statue, long forgotten, chipped away, and weathered by the cruel elements. Once the room heats from the water, I undress her, then myself.She only moves to cover my cast.

I never should have shown her compassion because, like a stray kitten, she keeps coming back for more. I’m the idiot who keeps feeding her.

It takes effort to clean all the hard, dried paint from her fingers. It’s a cruel task to touch every part of her body, making it clean, only to not allow myself to dirty her again.

Her nipples are pink and rosy, hard and filled with an ache as the hot water slowly turns them red.“Where were you?” I whisper, not sure if my words become lost in the pelting of the water.

“I tried to run.”

My hand freezes on the slope of her narrow shoulders. Slowly, I slide the bar of soap up so it’s pressed against her neck as if it were a knife.

Small chills erupt over her flesh.“Notthatway.” With a hesitant hand, she touches my heart, eyes downcast.“I tried to escape you. I tried to escape everything for a few hours. I tried to be honest.”

A layer of my mind is peeled open, jealousy covering it. She tried being honest with some other guy?

“No one sees me, Dash. They don’t listen.” Her tears mix with the shower.

Her long lashes flutter up, water drips from them slowly.“Youlisten.” she shakes her head. “And I wish you didn’t. I wish I were invisible to you.”

I step back an inch, trying to remain in control of my actions.

“I wish I never met you. I wish you didn’t try to fix me. I wish you would let me break.”

I snap!

I grab her neck, pressing our naked, wet bodies together as I claim her vile words, wrapping them around my unrelenting tongue. Then I gobble them down, never wanting to hear them again.

I wish I had never met you, either, but here we are, trapped together—more than you realize yet.

“Dash,” she moans as she wraps her hands around me. Her hips grind against my hardness.

Just do it. Have sex with her. Get it over with.

“Dash, please.”

“Please, what?” I roar. I grab her hand and suck her now clean finger into my mouth. Her mouth parts, making my mind imagine it wrapped around my cock.“Please break me. Please help me. Please, please!” I hiss as I move from finger to finger and suck them clean.

“I don’t know.” She mutters as her lips pepper my chest with small kisses. Each one feels like a knife cutting me deep, twisting and slicing until she can peer inside and see with her own eyes that I have no heart.

“I’m not good for you.”Please stop tempting me. You were my plaything, not the reverse.

Mila surprises me when she flattens her palms on my chest, pushing me back into the wet wall.“You’re the only thing that is good for me, Dash King. You’re cruel and honest,”

“Most would say that’s a terrible combination.” I joke as I gently push the hair off her face so I can see every inch of her.

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