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December 29, 2024 - January 18, 2025
Adam wanted me. Bennett would consume me.
I have to believe my father’s innocent, or nothing will make sense.
My father is a good man. This will all be over soon.
Mentally, I’ve checked out and no longer want to hear the things he’s saying about my father. It’s torture.
Except watching Bennett is a different kind of agony. A sweet longing that I wish didn’t exist.
It sparks something in me. Something I’ve never experienced, even with my fiancé. Desire.
I groan at the memory, in both frustration and arousal.
Hayden took up permanent residence in my mind that day, and I’m ashamed to ad...
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Hayden is a conundrum. He’s violent, but he uses that violence to protect me. Until he walked into my life again, I didn’t realize I’d been missing that security.
Does sexual attraction heighten the effect? Or do I feel this way because of the man himself?
I have no answers. The only thing I know is that, for whatever reason, this man makes me feel safe even though I shouldn’t. And his displays of violence don’t shock or frighten me. They seduce me.
I’m graced with the view of her delectable body in that revealing outfit. I wouldn’t care if she always dressed that way, as long as I was the only one to see it.
She turns on the shower, and I grip my phone tighter with anticipation swimming through my blood. It travels straight to my cock, engorging the fucker until I squeeze it with enough pressure to cause pain.
As much as I want to be close to Calista while she’s wet and naked, I only have so much willpower. And if I give into the lust I feel for her at this moment, I’ll lose control. Over myself. My goals. My sanity.
That doesn’t mean I won’t keep watching, waiting with heavy anticipation for her to show me her body once again. Which she does. I groan and slam my hand against the steering wheel, hard enough for my palm to throb. My gaze darts back and forth between the road and Calista’s figure on my phone.
Then my eyes widen when she pads across the floor in a towel and removes it to put on my coat. Alo...
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The white color instantly takes me back to the time at the cafe where Calista put that cake pop in her mouth. The way she twirled it around made my cock as hard as it is now. But when she removed the dessert from her mouth and it left behind a strip of white? All I could think of was my cum on her pretty lips, leaving behind a streak the exact same way.
She arches her back, her nipples pointing at the camera, taunting me.
I’m so fucking pissed at myself, at this loss of control over my body when it comes to her.
But it doesn’t stop me from watching Calista or imagining it’s her as I thrust hard against my palm. Her beneath me, her body pushing against mine with each stroke, her moans of pleasure driving me to the edge of ecstasy and insanity.
Hoping this will be enough to satisfy me. At least for a little while. That lie is greater than any other.
A need that not only lingers but is stronger now that she moaned my name.
I draw in a deep breath, then another, needing some semblance of calm. In my need for her, I forgot about everything.
Then I’m in her bedroom, looking down at her as she sleeps. My coat is still on her body, partially covering the perfection of it. Which is probably for the best.
I’m not sure I could see all of it and not touch her.
No more than a second passes before I’m trailing my fingers down her cheek, a sample I can’t deny myself. She hums in ...
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“What the fuck are you doing to me?” I ask her. “Why can’t I walk away from you? Or get you out of my fucking head?”
the string of pearls around her neck. I carefully remove them and grip them in my fist, my thoughts becoming clearer the longer I stare at the necklace.
Calista forced me to fuck myself. She pulled my cum from my body with my name on her lip...
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I snap the string holding the pearls together. Selecting a single orb, I place it on the nightstand, right where she’ll see it when she opens...
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It’s because of my fierce desire to see Calista that I avoided the coffee shop. She’s already fucked with my psyche more than I care to admit.
Besides, I’ve decided to give her time to see that she needs my help. She’s an intelligent woman and will come to the same conclusion eventually, although it might take some more convincing from me.
It doesn’t matter. She’ll never step foot in this place again. If everything goes according to plan, no one will.

