Corrupt

The closer you got to anything beautiful, the less beautiful it became. Allure was in the mystery, not the appearance.

One night, he’d noticed me. One night, three years ago, Michael saw something in me and liked it.

What I always wanted to do.

To look for him.

When you want to make an impression and you think you’ve gone far enough, go a little further. Always leave them wondering if you’re just a little bit crazy, and people will never fuck with you again.”

And Kai smiled, leaning down and kissing my lips softly.

“Your dick’s working now,” Michael warned behind him. “Go find someone else

Michael slid his fingers inside of me, and I could feel how wet I was when he brought them back out. My head might be in a cloud and running on instinct right now, but my body definitely knew what it liked

You’re fucking perfect,”

I reached out and wrapped my arms Kai’s neck.

Burying my face in his neck, I held back the tears pooling in my eyes as I pressed my body into his and hung onto him like I was the one that needed him.

“Touch me,” I whispered. “Please

“Why are you doing this?” Kai finally raised his eyes, looking down at me.

“Because it feels right,” I told him. “Do you feel comfortable with me?”

He glanced at Michael who had inched closer to us, and then turned his eyes back on me. “Yeah

He breathed out a small laugh, looking nervous. “Because you’re the first woman I’ve said shit to since I got out, and I’m afraid…” His chest rose and fell faster, “I’m afraid I’ll want to touch you