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“When your man stabs you in the back, don’t just walk away with your dignity. Strike back with a meat tenderizer to the balls.” — Emberly Kay.
To all the bad bitches who own their feminine rage and delight in a damn good grovel.
When a man steps out of death row for a murder he didn’t commit, the first thing he wants to do is kill a motherfucker.
The next asshole who fucks with me will get more than just a scalded dick.
One of these days, someone’s going to say the wrong thing, and I’ll unleash hell.
“I knew you’d have a pretty little pussy,” he murmurs, his breath hot and wet against my folds. “But I’m going to make it squirt.”
“God has nothing to do with this mouth, but if you carry on being a filthy girl, it will take you to heaven,”
“That’s it, little slut,” he says. “Ride me like you mean it. Take what you need.”
“Keep your hands, eyes, and mind off Emberly, unless you want to lose them.”
“By the time I’m done fucking that pussy, you’ll be seeing Michelin stars.”
“I love you completely. Every single part of you, including your baby. If you want to hate me, fine. But I can never let you go.”
“I don’t get on my knees for anyone,” he says, his voice dark and rich. “But for you, I’d descend into the depths of hell.”
