Dante
I stood by the door with my eyes locked on Kate's, waiting for her to defend herself. It felt satisfying to catch her right in the act, her mouth hanging open but no words coming out. "Of course she had nothing to say" I thought to myself. She'd been caught red-handed, hurling insults at me.
Normally, I wouldn't tolerate disrespect from anyone, irrespective of whom they're, but Kate was different. When she pushed my buttons, I found it difficult to punish her. Instead, I preferred to teach her a lesson in a more... pleasurable way.
Standing and staring into her eyes made me remember last night's encounter. The way my name rolled off her lips, the way she surrendered to my touch... It was exhilarating. I'd consistently told myself I'd get over it, that sleeping with the same woman
