"You know, I'm beginning to think that you enjoy getting hurt, if only so you can have my hands all over you.'
'Oh, I'm not making you do anything, darling. You can leave me to bleed out if you must. Because I only want your hands all over me if you want them to be.'
My eyes snap to his gray ones already pinned on me. I am playing a very dangerous game.
Walking on a sharp blade and hoping I don't get cut. Playing with fire and hoping I don't get burned. Swimming in a dangerous current and hoping I don't drown.
He is dangerous.
And even with that one thought echoing in my mind, I hold his gaze and put my hands on him.