Hot heavy hands pounding into me over and over and over again. It's cathartic at this point the only thing that grounds me to this earth is the pain that he inflicts.
Slurs of abuse as he penetrates me. He is all I know, all I see, all I love.
What is abuse really? Who decides when it's gone too far? Who decides when it's enough? Because it never seems to be enough.
My heart cries for this type of love and yet my body pays the price. I know I'm not OK but I also know I will never be enough. Am I even enough for this?
He says I am when he's finished but he will leave me like all the others do.
I am a phoenix but when I rose I truly was a flame and the flame has not stopped burning. I use him, I use everyone to fill the emptiness inside. They stoke the fire within so I can keep flying, so I can keep breathing; so I can keep burning until I flame out.
I am back with a new romance that might be my darkest yet. Readers beware this entire book is a trigger.
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Flame Out
RomanceI am the girl they all hate and I choose to be that way. I am the one he wants but I refuse to keep him. I destroy everything around me and I like it best that way.
