Page 217 of Pretty Twisted Games


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“You know that’s not true. Every man wants you. They’re fucking panting after you, everywhere you go. Remember Juan?” When she gave me a confused look, I clarified, “Our driver, to the masquerade. I caught his hands in his pants as he was watching you in the mirror.”

“No he didn’t!”

“I swear.”

“But, that’s different. No on has wanted me enough to keep me.” Tears were streaming down her face, and she stared at the wall. “You’re not going to send me away, are you?”

“Fu—” I bit down on my response, and regrouped my thoughts. “Will you please untie my other arm?”

“Shit, I forgot. Sorry.”

When my hand was loose, I pulled her onto her knees so that we were face to face. Holding her tight with one hand on her hip, I grabbed her jaw with the other and forced her to meet my gaze. “Don’t you ever feel bad for hurting me. I would cut my hand off to make you happy."

Her eyes widened, and her lips parted. She could only stare at me, then, “Okay.”

“Now.” I took in a deep breath. “I need to tell you something.”

“Okay.” She nodded, her throat bobbing.

“You are a storm in my life, Summer. A raging hurricane I can’t escape. You’re wild and reckless and clumsy and you’re always spilling your shit all over my stuff and on your clothes.”

She bit down on her lip, her eyes growing watery.

I cupped her cheeks, growing softer. I kissed her gently. “And I fucking love it. You drive me crazy and I wouldn’t have it any other way. You make me want to give in and lose control. I want to get lost in you, even if it means drowning in the chaos. And I feel insane and confused and terrified, but at the same time, I want to be wild with you.”

I kissed her again, this time more desperately.

“I want to dive into your storm, and be the man who is worthy of your love. Tell me that I have a chance, Summer. Tell me how to be the man who deserves you, and I will do whatever it takes to prove myself to you."

“What?” Her lips parted in surprise. “I’m not… I don’t…”

“Summer,” I growled, then cursed under my breath, “fuck. You have no idea.” I grabbed her throat again, wishing I could shake her doubts loose. Forcing her to straighten and look at me. “You're my redemption and my salvation in this stupid, fucking, savage world. I can't resist you. You make me want to be a better man. And you deserve every fucking good thing in this world. Say you understand," I demanded. "Tell me you are worth my protection and love."

"I--I..."

"Say it."

"I understand."

"Tell me you're worth my protection."

"I'm under your protection."

“Summer,” I snarled, "don’t' make me punish you. That's not what I said."

She gave me a lopsided grin. "Maybe I want your punishment."

"Not until you're feeling better,” I said, "Now tell me what I want to hear."

"I'm worth your protection."

“Good," I gave her a good squeeze, then released her, leaning in to kiss softly over her neck where I'd held her. I may hurt her, but I would always soothe her pain.

“Now, come, here. There’s one more thing I need to say,” I said, opening my arms, giving her the space to crawl up into my lap. “But first, take off your panties."

I was asking her, but I was already hooking my thumbs in them. Pulling them down and helping her out of them. Gently, because she was probably sore.

"Look at that," Pride filling me, I held it out to her, where she could see the dark stain of her blood, mixed with my cum. "That is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life," I said, feeling every inch of it in my body. “Is that what you wanted to see?”

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