Page 211 of Inferno

He pulls away, grabbing something from his pocket. A lighter. He flicks it on and I watch the flame grow in his hand.

“Even if this room was on fucking fire, I still wouldn’t let you leave until you finished sucking my cock.”

His voice is gravel and flame as he lowers the lighter toward my face.

“That’s bullshit and you know it. You just told me you don’t want me to leave.”

He licks his lips and takes a slow sip of whiskey.

“Hmm. No. Perhaps I’d change it up. You can’t leave until you come on my face. Just think, you’re watching the flames tear this place apart, creeping closer and closer. You’re battling fear and pleasure. But there is no escape. In that moment your only choice is to be consumed by one or the other. Pain or pleasure. And that will decide if you fall apart for me… or you fucking burn for me.”

His words ripple down my spine like ice.

“That’s what you want, isn’t it? To walk into your own death? You don’t seem to care if you live or die.”

I breathe, barely able to find my voice. “And what about you? Because if I go, it looks like you’re not too far behind.”

He doesn’t speak. Doesn’t blink. Instead, he walks back to his desk. Papers everywhere, and he pours whiskey over them without breaking eye contact.

I freeze.

“I’ll burn with you and because of you. You are the blaze in my life, my mind, and my fucking heart. We are the flame, sweetheart. Together, we can destroy everything in our wake. But if we’re separated? We extinguish. There is no me without you. So yes. If you want to burn… I’ll burn right beside you.”

He tips the last of the bottle out, the amber liquid soaking through the sheets.

My heart pounds as he approaches again, the flame dancing in his hand.

“What do you say, heartbreaker? Burn with me?”

I don’t know why, but I nod.

And I swear I’ve never felt more alive.

Chapter 81

DECLAN

Song- Who I Was, V.I.P.N

Aspark dances in her eyes.

“Say it.”

“I’ll burn with you.”

Pulling her lip back with my thumb, her eyes go wide as I toss the lighter over my shoulder and directly towards the desk.

“You better come quick, sweetheart,” I tell her, picking her up and slamming her back into the bookcase.

My lips crash over hers, and with one hard thrust, my dick glides all the way in.

“Watch the flames, baby. Feel the heat and come for me.”

With my fingers squeezing her throat, I sink in her hot pussy, each thrust earning me a moan.

Louder and louder.

“Declan!” she screams, nuzzling her face into my neck.

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