He climbed out of the car, feeling stiff and awkward with that hot heavy weight between his legs, that miserable unsatisfied ball of need. Better play it cool, though; if Jonathan knew how bad off he was, the teasing would last for hours. Sadists smelled desperation as surely as sharks scented blood in the water. And Jonathan was very much at the top of his particular food chain.
Rachel HaimowitzPerhaps you’d care to frame me and hang me in the hall ?"
The First Wife reared back, her face twisting with confusion and scorn.
"Excuse me ?"
"You’re staring."
"I do no such thing !
Shit, and shit, and shit again, he thought as Brandon’s arms wrapped around him and dragged them to the floor with the unfettered force of their passion. I’m in love. God help me, I’m in love.
Rachel HaimowitzHow could he have abandoned—no, shoved away the most important person in the world to him? The one person in the world to whom he, in turn, was also most important?
God, he was a monster.
Tags: remorse brotherly-love matt
there was always more with Nikolai, wasn’t there? More pain, more pleasure, more joy, more grief, more religious fucking ecstasy.
Rachel HaimowitzTags: revelations
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