I turn my face away. “I hate you, asshole.”
His hand wraps around my throat and he angles my head up so that he speaks against my lips. “I fucking hate you, too, Dahlia.”
And then he kisses me senseless.
He kisses me until I think I’ll pass out.
He kisses me until I think he’ll never stop.
Holly shit
— Jul 11, 2025 02:21PM
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