Keep Me (The Fox Family Crime Syndicate, #3)

by Summer O'Toole

I want to brush the messy strands of hair off her neck. Or twist them around my fist, I’m not really sure. I just want to touch her.

And that same darkness is the reason I don’t fear him because I recognize it for what it is: a cloak he wraps himself in to hide whatever ghosts haunt his soul. I wear a matching one.

“Because when my hands are wrapped around your throat, I’m the one you’ll be praying to.”

rid of it one way or another, so I stayed. I listened

“If you ever make me that hard again while torturing someone, I’m fucking you next to their corpse.”

“So, no, Cortez, I don’t want to touch you—I want to fuck you, own you, ruin you.”

“You’re mine now, little menace. I’ll have you any way I want.”

“You look so fucking good with my cock in you. Makes me want to stay here all night just like this to admire how fucking perfect you are.”

“I’ve thought about filling your smart mouth so many times. Imagined how you’d look on your knees just as many. But fuck, the fantasy can't even compete with the reality…I feel like I should be the one on my knees right now.”