More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
“I saw her fucking first,” I grouch because I’d not only seen her first, but I’d fucking kissed her first.
“I probably got what I deserved for what I was thinking after you told me you’re divorced.”
Alex glances at me and down at the space between us for half a second before he grabs the underside of my chair and pulls, dragging me toward him and closing the distance between us down to a couple of inches. I look down at the narrow gap and then up at him, raising a brow. “Was that necessary?” “Yeah. I don’t want anyone in this room confused about what’s mine.”
“You’re seeing what you want to see then. Because the only person I’ve been looking at or thinking about all night is you.”
“You remember who I am right? Your best friend’s ex-wife?” “I had you first.”
“Look at me and then look at your ex. You had a choice and chose him. But I’m not holding it against you. Fuck I’ll even let you use me for revenge. You can’t exactly go back and cheat on him. But you can fuck his best friend.”
“I’m being serious, Saint. Dead-fucking-serious. The way you kissed me? The way you look at me? You should try it. Fuck me. You want to, and for all your complaints about ethics here, you’ve got to know how good it would feel to be riding his best friend’s cock. Knowing I’d be deeper than he’s ever been. That I’d make you come harder.”
“I swear I’ll fuck you right, Saint,” he whispers the words against my skin. “Any fucking way you want. You just say the words.”
“You’re the most beautiful fucking thing I’ve seen in my life. You know that? And the way you sound when you come on my cock like that? Fuck. You’re gonna steal my fucking soul, Saint.”
