He didn't ask if I was sure. He didn't hold back what he was feeling. Unlike the last time we had found ourselves in this situation, he didn't sacrifice his own pleasure for mine. Instead, he did exactly what I was begging him to do.
"You are mine," he growled, his eyes flashing bright purple as Envy pushed him on. "Don't hold back, because I won't. I need your cries of pleasure more than I need my next breath."
"For someone who is talking such a big game, your actions are falling a bit short," I teased him, wrapping my arms around his neck. This time, it was me who took control of the kiss, taunting him just as he had taunted me.
His body seemed to vibrate with his growl, not liking my challenge. But that was fine. I wanted him to ruin me. I needed him to ruin me.
Taking over the kiss again, Salvatore lined his cock up against my entrance and just paused for a second. It was like having an entire bin of lollypops in front of me, but not being able to touch them at all.
