Page 92 of Paper Thin Love

“I warned you.”

She nods.“I know, but you taught me how to not give a shit about warnings, Dash. I want to live in the moment and worry about the repercussions later.”

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I close the door and turn slowly. The brave little fox has vanished. Now it’s just Mila and me. My body aches with a need so intense it can’t be measured.

Her small fingers grab the hem of her shirt as she lifts it over her head. An innocent-looking bra stares back at me, her nipples poking through, just begging me to suck them.

She takes her pants off next, then her underwear; I don’t miss the shake of her hands as she unclips her bra. Reaching up, she undoes her bun, her brown hair falling delicately over her narrow shoulders. When I don’t move, she does; closing the distance, she begins to undress me. Each layer removed has my chest heaving.

Her lips press against my chest; she pushes up on her toes, trying to reach my lips. She cups my cheek like a serpent wrapping around me, forcing me to accept her.

“This is what you want from me?”

She nods.“Yes, and it’s what you need.”

Oh, little fox, you have no idea what you just did and how I will use this moment against you if need be.

“What is that?” I challenge her.

“Love.” She counters.“You need to be shown love before hate consumes you. Let me love you, Dash.”

I hear the splinters of my walls as they crumble. I grab her, hoisting her up as our lips collide. She tastes like sin and heaven combined. A devil.

Her hands comb through my hair as if she were trying to peel off the flesh and see the monster inside. Her hips widen, making sure I can fit between them. A sound vibrates up the back of my throat; it’s from the monster so eager to consume her, claiming every inch of her flesh for his wrongdoings.

Mine. She’s going to be mine now.

Is this what happiness feels like, or is it the final exhale before self annihilation?

"You were always my greatest mistake. I thought you were just a tool. I was wrong; you were a weapon that forced yourself into my hand to be used. You begged me to use you. Weapons destroy, remember that."

"Weapons can protect, too."

Oh, little fox, that's not what you're doing. You're not protecting me; you're stripping me bare, burning my walls, cutting open my flesh to look inside of me.

You won’t like what you find.

Our bodies fall into my bed, hands and legs intertwined in a painful embrace. I need to be inside of her. I reach down to her sex. Fuck.“You’re so wet.” It makes my cock throb.

Her skin’s so hot to the touch. Is she sick with a fever?No, you’re the sickness. And the cure.

She grinds her sex up and down, riding my hand.“Make me come first.” She begs me.“Please, Dash, slip your fingers inside of me and make me—” she gasps loudly as I thrust three fingers inside.

“Liar.” I curl my fingers, feeling her swollen core deep inside.“You parade around as a fallen angel when all along you were just another devil roaming the earth.”

She tricked me and made me think she was this innocent little fox when, all along, she was a conniving little wolf.

I brush my thumb over her clit, her inner muscles tighten, and she shatters into my palm.

“Dash,” her mouth parts.“More.”

I snort and grin. Withdrawing my hand, I make to stand and get a condom, but she grabs my wrist.“I’m on the pill. Are you clean?”

I hold her eyes.

You’re my first.

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