That One Night (Jacksonville Rays, #0.5)

by Emily Rath

“Yeah, I do. And right now, all signs point to me taking you down to my room and fucking your brains out.”

Of course, my perfect girl likes to play. I bet she’s got more kinks than a garden hose.

“Don’t play with me, baby girl. I’ll happily stay in this room giving you what you need all night. I’ll eat that pussy like it’s my goddamn job.

“You like that, baby girl? My hand on your throat, my fingers in your cunt…I’m gonna claim you, make you mine.”