"Why are you doing this?" she asked.
"Because you want me to."
He knew. Somehow, he knew everything. A stranger, someone she'd met mere minutes ago, had just locked her into a torture chamber. The situation should fill her with foreboding. There was a certain measure of that, to be sure, but mostly what she felt, God help her, was an intoxicating thrill of arousal underscored by a sense of rightness, a sense that she deserved whatever this enigmatic stranger would do to her, and more.
An excerpt from "The House of Dark Delights" by Louisa Burton
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"He who controls others may be powerful, but he who has mastered himself is mightier still." — Lao-tzu
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the only things i know for sure are the things i know nothing about.
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Where the mind is led ~ the body will follow... ~wldhrt
"don't blame it on me, blame it on my wild heart..." S.N.
"Never underestimate the power of denial." American Beauty
