Coldhearted King (Empty Kingdom, #1)

by L.M. Dalgleish

Then he picks up the almost empty bottle of wine and tilts it so a small stream trickles over my pussy. I almost shriek at the sensation, but before I can say anything, he’s sinfully lapping at the liquid covering me. I squirm. “God, Cole, that feels so good.”

Nope thats a UTI waiting to happen

“I don’t need New York. I need you.”