Sin With Me, Sunshine
"I'm yours, Luca."
"You like the power?" he demanded, thrusting upward, hitting that deep spot that made my vision blur. "You like knowing you can hurt people?"
"Yes!" I cried out. "I love it!"
"Good," he snarled. "Because I'm going to make you dangerous, I'm going to make you a queen of ashes." He was moving faster now, the sun was setting, casting us in blood-red light. We were two animals fighting for dominance, fighting for release.