Bourbon & Secrets (The Bourbon Boys, #2)

by Victoria Wilder

“There may never be such a thing as a great bottle of bourbon for me ever again unless I have the taste of your pussy with it.”

“I can still taste you, Peach. My cock is fucking hard all over again just thinking about how well your pussy treated him. How I know exactly when to roll my hips so I can hit that spot just right . . . yeah . . .” He exhales. “You’re starting to feel like mine.”

“Good. On your knees, Foxx.”

“You make me feel like I don’t need to pretend when I’m around you. That I can be exactly who I am without being anything other than a man infatuated with a beautiful woman.”

He basically growls, “Give me a taste.”

“You’re dirty, Foxx,” I say, smiling and dragging two fingers through my pussy lips.

“Yeah, but you like getting messy for me, don...

I started falling in love with Faye Calloway on the edge of a cornfield, on a stage, over a bottle of bourbon, and every time she’s been in my arms since.

“You show up for your family and the people you care about, and that’s always been what love looks like to me. You are what love looks like to me.”

With Lincoln Foxx, it feels bigger than a simple word like love. When I’m with him, it feels like home.

“You are so many things, Faye, but the only thing I'm really hoping that you never want to stop being is ours.”