Cruel Promise (Oryolov Bratva, #2)

by Nicole Fox

Rule number three: don’t bring all three kids to Walmart to buy the emergency supplies you need to tide you over on this great escape. Kids have no sense of what constitutes an emergency and they will try to buy unicorn Snuggies, light-up Slinkies, and their bodyweight’s worth of Pop-Tarts.

“It bothered me for a split second yesterday, when you called me your whore.” She palms my cock and starts rubbing slowly. “But I realized today: you can call me anything you want—as long as you also call me yours.”

Focus, Emma. Don’t let your vagina think she’s in charge.