"Am I supposed to be afraid of you, sir?" I asked, making eye contact with him through the mirror in front of us. The knowledge that he couldn't actually hurt me just fueled my need to push his buttons. "For your own well being, Kassie, maybe you should be." He scrunched his nose up in a funny way and I noticed a slig...
*Story containes MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT* THIS IS A SEQUEL / PART 2. Read "Stall" before this book, unless you just like spoiling things for yourself. If that's the case, you do you boo. "Something can be both delicate and violent" *** Harry lowers his eyes at me as he backs me up against the wall, the red lighting...
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...