The devil's advocate

“I love you,” she whispers, wrapping her legs around me tighter.

Tell her.

She moans, raising her hips as I pick up my pace. “More.”

I grab the headboard, slamming into her harder. Giving it to her the way I know she wants it.

Her frantic gasps melt into my mouth as she clenches around my cock. I watch her face as she comes. Memorize every single perfect detail of it as she drains every drop of me. Not that I’d ever forget it.

Eden has my heart. All the blackened, fucked-up parts of it.

She drapes her body over mine and closes her eyes. It’s only when I’m certain she’s asleep that I whisper the words I shouldn’t.

“I love you.”

And I’ll never stop.