Forget Your Morals (The Carlson Brothers, #2)
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I want you wet and waiting, eager to please, and willing to take what you get. I’ll make it good for you if you deserve it. You’ll be writhing on the other side of the wall, begging for a stranger to fuck you. We might not know each other, but I’m ready to make your fantasies come true.
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“You’re allowed to be upset. You don’t have to act happy all the time. Everyone will still love you and care about you if you aren’t constantly smiling.”
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He’s wrong. No one really wants to deal with my bullshit. People like me because I’m happy. I can take a joke, and I always want to please everyone. If my smile falls, so does everything around me.
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“Are you going to let me come inside of you?” I pant out and she nods her head. “Such a nasty fucking girl for me, aren’t you?”
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“Now go to my bedroom, undress, and wait for me to come in there and eat you out.”
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“I do. Do you?” She shakes her head, and I lick her navel and grab her hips, nipping at her skin. “Baby, you’re so pretty it fucking hurts.” I slide my tongue down to her pussy, tasting a mix of her and the remnants of me coming inside of her. She tastes like the best worst idea I’ve ever had.
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I always thought the phrase when you know, you know, was bullshit. Especially since Penny has been in my face this whole time. But after everything we shared, I know she’s my person. She’s the one I’m supposed to be with.
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“I want you in my bed. I want to finish that stupid fucking show with you and feed you breakfast and fuck you into my mattress,” he says.
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“Please don’t break my heart or take away my family,” she says, looking down.
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“You’re Penelope Abigail Myers, the most gorgeous, selfless, funniest woman I know. You hate mornings, love pets and babies, watch shitty tv shows, and you can’t sing for shit.” My mouth gapes open and he smiles. “You love the sun and it loves you back. You hate overly loud noises and rude people.” He pushes my hair behind my ear. “You’re strong, stronger than anyone gives you credit for, and you’re the best fuck of my life.”