He's Not My Type (The Vancouver Agitators, #4)

by Meghan Quinn

It’s the most beautiful smile . . . ever. Her eyes light up. Her lips are full of grease and cheese. And there’s a tiny dimple cutting into her right cheek.

Dick piercing conversation

Because I want my goddamn chance at holding you for a night.

Their first time

I’m going to take what I want and face the consequences after because if I don’t, I’ll regret it forever.

My nerves. My reservations. My regrets. They all fucking melt out of me. Pure, alpha confidence replaces everything

I’m taking your mouth, your body, and I’m marking it as mine until you tell me to stop.”

“You’re huge.” “Good thing since you want to scream tonight,”

“Because you’re my good girl who likes to be punished.”

I couldn’t have dreamed this, never in my wildest dreams, yet here I am, experiencing it, feeling it, being with her.

“I want to ruin you, fuck you so hard that you’ll never think of another cock.”

looking so thoroughly fucked and mine that I lean toward her, tip her chin up with my finger, and press a kiss to her lips.

Blakely and I just had sex. No, we didn’t just have sex. We had mind-blowing, life-altering sex.

She’s it for me. She’s mine. And I’ll spend every waking hour making sure she knows that.

Dirty fucking girl

“I need to fucking taste you,”

when I met you, I felt this sudden zap of life inside me. Like this fog had momentarily parted and let me see something, someone outside of my dreary life. You rocked me,

Punch me. I’ll take it. And when you’re done, I’m going to be here with these open arms, ready to hold you and help you. So just . . . fucking . . . punch me.”

Jobs will come and go, but a man like Halsey? He’s once in a lifetime,

You are worthy of this life, of this air I share with you, of this love we feel. You are worthy of it all.”

“You mean so much to us, to this team, to this world. You’re supposed to be here. You’re here for a reason, and never forget that.”