are an enigma I’ll never truly understand.
“I mean…” She crosses the room to take a seat across from me. She’s wearing a dress that has my eyes eating up her legs. I can feel my cock growing stiff with each step she takes. It’s been too long since I felt her warmth surround me. Since I’ve slipped deep inside of her. “You have changed.” She spreads her legs, and when I glance down, I can see a pair of black lace panties.
She’s playing an extremely dangerous game with me, one that will get her fucked against every surface in this house. She sighs, leaning back against the cushions of the couch. It takes everything inside of me not to get up and weasel my way in between her legs and pull her panties to the side and…
“I don’t mean it in a bad way. I just mean you’ve changed. You’re no longer the man I fell in love with.” My eyes grow wide as my blood boils, and my jaw ticks as I feel the vein in my neck pulsate. I’m no longer the man she loves?
“You don’t love me anymore?” I can barely get out the words.
Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she rewords what she just said. “No, I do love you. I mean you’re no longer the dangerous and reckless man I fell in love with all those years ago. You’re different—tame and gentle. You’re not you anymore, and I hate it.”
It takes me a moment to catch up with what she’s saying.
“You miss the man I used to be? The cold, heartless killer I used to be? You miss that?” I can feel the anger inside of me spiking, yet as she looks at me, she seems unfazed by it. As if this is what she wanted all along. To see me fall off the deep end into unclear waters. I left that man behind and for good reason. He has no place amongst a wife and child.
“That’s the man I fell in love with, the man I knew would forever set my body ablaze. It is always you, and even though you’re different now, in comparison to who you were then, I know that man is still in there somewhere. He’s lingering under the surface just waiting to burst free.”
I stare into her eyes as tension fills my body. I want to be angry with her, but how can I be? She fell in love with the darkest parts of me, the parts no one else understood.
“I’m not saying you should go back to your old ways and kill people, I just want you to let that part out with me… when it’s just us.”
I growl her name. She’s pushing my boundaries. She’s going to cause me to break, and in turn, I’ll break her. I’ll make the past and present collide in ways that will cause her skin to burn.
“I missed you.” She gets up from her seat, crossing the room to stand before me. She’s everything I have ever craved. Even after having Gia, and her body changing, she’s just as beautiful, if not more so. Her hair is as dark as coffee, her eyes a mix of the sun and chocolate. She smells like heaven, and if I reach out and taste her, I bet she’ll taste like it too.
“Show me!” I cave, allowing an old sinister part of me to peek out and come back to life. I can feel my heart rate rising, my body growing warmer and more excited by the second as a sexy-as-hell smile pulls at her lips.
She reaches to the back of her dress, the sound of a zipper unzipping fills the air. I lick my lips in anticipation, watching the top of the dress fall from her shoulders as she shimmies out of it. It slips from her body, leaving her exposed to the devil himself.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmur, my eyes lingering on her breasts. She has on a black lace bra that shows her perfectly puckered nipples. Goosebumps pebble across her skin as she stands before me as if she is waiting for my command.
“I want to be bad, Mr. King.” Her eyes light up with darkness. She knows how much I desire her, how much I hunger for the dark and dangerous bond between us. She’s the match I need to burn the whole fucking place to the ground.
“Drop to your knees,” I order. Standing up, I undo my belt, gripping