Indecent Infatuation

“You need to understand something, Cadence. I’m not the hero you think I am. I would betray everyone who trusts me, and I’d kill everyone you love. That makes me the villain.”

"You pierced your nipples because you thought I would like it?" She gives me a little nod, but that's not enough for me. I'm a greedy bastard when it comes to this girl. I want it all. "Tell me. Say it, little fox. Tell me who you did this for."
"You. I did it for you," she admits before whispering, "I didn't think you'd ever find out."

“You’re f*cking playing with fire, Cadence.” I warn her as her hands come to rest on my shoulders, her nails dig into the flannel shirt I’m wearing, and it makes my d!ck jump.
“I don’t mind if I get burned,” she whispers, one of her hands coming up to cup the side of my scruffy face. “I know it’s not right, but–” she doesn’t get the rest of her thought out because my resistance has snapped.

I clear my throat before I ask in a low voice, “How do I look at you, little fox?”
She covers her face in embarrassment, but I’ll have none of that. She won’t hide any part of her from me. I want to know her deepest, darkest thoughts and I want to bring them to life. “Tell me,” I growl.