I wasn’t the only dangerous one here.

He put my cock away, and I let him stand up. I didn’t want to kill him. This time when I cupped Tex’s face, I didn’t allow him to pull away. I hardly ever kissed, but it had been the only thing taking up residence in my mind after our last encounter.

Our lips pressed together and a slow warmth erupted from our mouths and blanketed my entire body. I pulled him closer and swiped my tongue over the seam of his lips. I wanted a taste. No, I needed it like I needed air.

Tex opened up for me, and I dove in without a drop of hesitation. I tasted myself on his tongue, but past that, it was all Tex. I drew him closer as our tongues tangled together. He attempted to dominate mine, but I bit his tongue. Tex moaned as he gave in.

Why can’t this be us? My eyes shut for only a brief second. I didn’t want to stop kissing him. I didn’t want to let him go just yet. A part of me screamed that Tex was mine. If I locked him away right now, he wouldn’t be able to hurt the family and then I wouldn’t be forced to end his life. I could play with him whenever I pleased, and I knew Tex would like it. He responded to me so beautifully.

My lungs burned with the need for air, and my head started to spin. I reluctantly pulled back. Tex sucked in a breath, his pupils blown and a hint of blush on his cheeks.

I let my emotions run rampant for another fleeting second before I shoved them all down in a box. I reached up and grabbed a fistful of his shirt, and yanked him back down on the ground. His knees clashed with the floor once more, and he grunted.

The outline of his dick was tempting, and I lifted my foot and pushed it down over his clothed cock. Tex’s eyes widened as he licked his kiss-swollen lips.

“Tex…” I leaned forward and nipped his ear while applying more pressure on his cock. A whimper blessed my ears, and I basked in the moment. “Come upstairs or get out.” My nails scraped over his scalp as I tightened my hold. “You leave…” I couldn’t bring myself to say it, but we both knew what would eventually have to happen. “If you do, don’t do anything stupid.” Please.

I released him and took a step away from him. I stared at Tex for another second before I headed toward the stairs.

Please don’t make me kill you.

Was I pathetically lonely? Or did I have a death wish?

I pondered which was the correct answer as I stared at Enzo’s front door. Leaving was the only intelligent decision, and yet my feet were planted on the floor. I could still taste him on my tongue, a delicious mix of salt and danger that made me want to go back for seconds.