Declan
I may be utterly insane for having a gun pointed to the love of my life right now. That at any moment I could kill her if I chose to.
But torturing her my way is so much f*****g fulfilling. Having her my ways is heaven.
It was quiet. The sound of the firewood cracking was all we heard.
I watch as she waited and never tried to open her eyes. After just a minute, I drag my gun down her face, ran it from the side and over her lips.
Naturally a victim will part her mouth but her lips slowly ease to the texture.
Like she wanted it.
My gun ran farther, slowly down her chin and pressing pressure on her throat. "Very obedient of you."
"You said no complains."
Good.
Just for that I let a kiss travel every mark my gun touch. Once I ran down her chest she held me. My body reacte
