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“It’s almost like you’ve forgotten I like when you hiss at me, Winter.”
“You. I love how you look impaled on my cock. Open your eyes. Look in the mirror.”
“How could I stop when I’m loving the way you look with my fingers stuffed inside you?”
“What’s happening is Miss Independent met the treat-her-like-a-princess guy, and she’s freaking out.”
“Next time, you ride my face. You’re going to ask for it. Beg for it. Work for it even. You will tell me exactly what you want, and I will give it to you. But this isn’t happening again until that time. Until you know what you want. Because I want you, Winter. And not just for one night.”
“Are you thinking about how good your pink nails will look wrapped around my cock? Because that’s what I keep thinking about when I see them.” Now her eyes dart up to mine. “Seriously?” “Yeah. You just need matching lipstick so I can imagine how your lips will look—”
“Stop being so mean to me. It gets me hard when you’re mouthy. Makes me think of all the fun ways I could put that mouth to work instead. And I don’t need a boner right now.”
“He said, ‘Mom, I met her.’ And I said, ‘Who?’” Loretta’s lips curve up, her eyes taking on a faraway look. “He said, ‘The woman I’m going to marry one day.’”
“I want you unhinged for me. Just . . . disrespect me. Just for a bit.”
“You’ve been a real cock-tease, strutting around in this dress all day. I think it’s time you pay for that, don’t you?”
“Good. Now get on your fucking knees and suck my cock like it’ll end in a mouth full of that champagne you keep talking about.”
“Spread, Winter. Ass up so I can disrespect you the way you want me to.”
“Begging for it like the good little slut you are.”
“Dr. Hamilton in the streets, filthy slut in the sheets.”
“Winter, we are a thing. We are the thing. We are it.”
“No one has ever made me feel so good. Like I don’t need changing or fixing. Like I don’t need saving. Everything is so rushed with us sometimes. I just want to savor you for a minute.”
“Show me.” He gathers the skirt of my dress and bunches it at my hips. “Lean back. Play with your pussy and come on my cock. I want to watch you again.”
“Te vivo, baby girl.”
“It means . . . I live you. Like I see you everywhere, you are in everything. Our connection is more than physical.”
“Atta girl. Take it. Take what you want, and who gives a fuck what anyone thinks.”
“Use that free hand. Let’s see you play with your tits while I play with your pussy.”
“That’s it.” I groan. “Choke on it, Winter.”
say it.” Her pants come even like a drumbeat. “Fuck me, Theo. Fuck me so hard I forget my name.”
“You have no idea how fucking hot you look. How fucking good you feel. Best fuck of my life,”
“I’m not mad at you anymore. I’m just really, really horny after that ride.”
“Am I fucking you like a princess or a slut later?” And just before she kisses me, she chuckles and responds with, “I don’t care as long as you fuck me like I’m yours.”
You don’t need to beg, and you don’t need to say please. For as long as I live, for as long as you need me, you’ll have me. Okay? Never doubt that.”
“That night we were reckless.” His voice cracks. “But god, I’d be reckless with you over and over again if it means ending up here.”
