Page 28 of Matrix

“What do you mean you’re into it?”

“I love pain.”

“Is that why you did this?” She brushes the backs of her knuckles over the scars running up and down my arms.

“Yeah.” I can’t keep the disappointment out of my voice. Although I’ve cut myself hundreds of times, it’s never been enough. After the cuts heal, the pain stops, and the nightmares return. Cutting only causes temporary relief. I wish there were a way to make it last longer.

“I’m glad you stopped.”

“Scar made me.”

“He’s just watching out for you.”

“I guess.”

“Is anything else pierced?” She playfully slips her fingers into my boxers and tugs.

“Oh, yeah. Wanna see?”

The way she’s smiling up at me makes my chest hurt. She’s so innocent and so trusting. Although she’s an FBI agent, I get the sense she doesn’t have a ton of experience with men. She says she’s not a virgin, so I have to believe her on that, but can she handle a man like me, someone who loves pain more than pleasure?

Slowly dragging my boxers down, I reveal myself inch by inch. When my cock finally pops free, she scrambles back against the headboard. “Oh, holy shit.”

“I know it looks scary.”

“It’s at least nine inches!”

“A blessing or a curse, depending on how you look at it.”

“It’s huge!”

“And ribbed for her pleasure.” I hold up the shaft so she can see the underside. A series of small barbels form a ladder down my frenulum. “It’s called a Jacob’s Ladder.”

“Because it leads to heaven?”

“Only a good church-going girl would know that one.”

“Not necessarily. I’m well-read.”

“You can read about a lot of things, but experience will always be a better teacher.”

“I want it.” She wraps her fingers around my cock before stroking down each rung on the ladder. Her big green eyes widen as she looks up at me. The way she glances from my face to my dick then back is so fucking hot. It’s like she can’t wait to go on her first rollercoaster ride. “Show me what you can do with it.”

Her enthusiasm is unbelievable. “Fuck, Daisy.”

“That’s the idea.”

“I’m not a hearts and rainbows and happily ever after kind of guy. You get that, right?”

“You want me. I want you. Seems simple enough.”

“How do I know you won’t catch feelings later?”

“You have a high opinion of yourself. Maybe I just want to have some fun and blow off steam.”

“Me too.”

“Then shut up and fuck me.”