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My breath hitches, feeling suddenly nervous. “You know nothing about me.”
The way I whisper those words makes me want to cut out my tongue. I’m basically begging with my tone of voice. Needy, slutty Diablo. Get a grip, loser. You beg for no one.
“Oh, but I do. Every day I learn a little something new.”
I don’t know how to respond to that, so I just stay silent.
“Alright. Fine. Come here,” he says, his harsh tone turning almost soft, pulling me toward the bed that we stripped bare earlier. The sheets are still in the wash, rinsing away the insulation and drywall that fell onto them earlier. When I glance up, I can see the gaping hole in the ceiling where my legs went through, and I feel a slight sense of satisfaction.
At least he won’t forget about me when he sleeps.
Skylar sits on the bed and leans back against the rickety headboard, spreading his legs. He looks ridiculously indecent, and I hate that my mouth immediately begins to water.
His finger points to the space between his spread legs, and I glower at what he’s asking me to do.
“Are you asking me to climb onto your lap and…cuddle? I don’t cuddle. That’s not a thing I do.”
“Get your tiny ass over here before I spank it. And to be honest, I saw how red it was earlier. I don’t know if you can handle another.”
“My skin is Superman. It can handle anything you throw at it, including your palms.”
He smiles and then points again. “Come on then. Let me hold you, Superman.”
“I don’t do this,” I mutter even though my body moves toward him. I know I’m fucked up, and I realize this is because I grew up without a mother. My father’s a hard man, rarely showing affection. And when he does, it’s usually in the form of killing someone.
Come and slit his throat, Diablo. Show him whose son you are.
That’s my boy.
“I’m only doing this because you’re nagging me about it,” I add as I move between his legs, feeling my heart thump unevenly in my chest.
“No. You need this. That’s why you’re doing it.”
“I need nothing,” I reply as he gathers me up and cradles me in his arms. My face is pressed against his neck, my entire body melded into his. I can smell him, the manly, musky scent of him. It’s repulsive. My nose rubs against his pulse and my tongue peeks out, involuntarily licking a stripe up it.
“You taste…disgusting.”
He chuckles and holds me a little closer, those big arms wrapping around me like cellophane. I can’t breathe, my heart rapidly pumping blood through my veins. I’m probably having a heart attack or a nervous reaction. I’ve never been held like this in my life…well, except by my brother. But that’s usually forced upon me.
This, right here, is something Icrawledtoward.
I’m depraved.
I hate that I made myself so vulnerable, that he was able to look at me and know why I was acting out.
Fuck. This.
Without a second thought as to what I’m doing, I sink my teeth into his skin and smirk when I hear Skylar hiss, his fingers digging into my sides in warning.
“Do that again and find out what happens.”
“Don’t tempt me,” I reply, licking up his skin and then biting down again. Harder this time, assuredly leaving a bruise.
Skylar shifts me in his lap, allowing his eyes to meet mine.
“What do you need, Diablo? What is it?” he asks, his words sickeningly soft and comforting. It makes me want to throw up. “You don’t know, do you?”
I roll my eyes and he shifts me on his lap again. “I don’t know your father that well—”
