Igniting Cinder (The Lost Girls, #3)

by Holly Roberds

You can take the girl out of Midnight, but she’ll still have a weird affinity for Tim Burton aesthetics the rest of her life.

Yessssss Timmy getting the recs👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Bad prince. I’m not here to get her out of her pants. I’m here to get her in on my plan.

😂😂

“Stop being a little bitch and put the shoe on or stay here,” she snaps at me. Why did I just get hard?

😂😂

my black souled diamond.

🖤

“Ask me nicely to sit on your cock again.” I drop my crossed arms and reach up to play with my nipple, heating my skin with the motion. His eyes latch onto the movement. “Please sit on my cock again.” “Mistress,” I add with a sharpness that tells him who’s in charge. “Please,” his voice is even more hoarse now. “Sit on my cock again, mistress.”

Had to fan myself at work 😮‍💨

her perfect petite pierced breasts—the triple Ps I decide to call them—push

😂😂😂