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To anyone who feels like their dreams are too big. I believe in you…
“God, you have pretty tits. What did you say your name was again?”
Starting out with a bang!
I’m not here to fall in love. I’m here to get some strange dick.
“I’m going to call you Mayhem. Because that’s exactly what you look like down there. Chaos. Trouble. Like a riot I know I should run from, but I can’t fucking look away.”
“I want to take you rough,” he says. “Are you okay with that?” I shouldn’t be. His voice is dark and chilling…and it’s possible that he just broke through my skin when he bit me. But fuck. I want more. “Yes.”
Riggs Valentine was built for a night of sin, and that’s exactly what we did. I’ve never been fucked that way in my life, and I’m certain I never will be again.
“I have to say, you look damn good in my jersey,” he says lowly, as more of a growl than anything else. “Any chance I’ll ever see you wearing it and nothing else?”
“Keep it up, sweet thing,” he says so only I can hear. “I’ll pull you down onto the field and fuck you right into this dirt. And we both know you’ll love every minute of it.”
“And look at you being a good girl for me, opening that slutty little mouth to be filled. I love it when you’re agreeable, Mayhem.”
She’s absolutely breathtaking, and even though our relationship is fake, it’s crystal clear that I’ve outkicked my coverage by a fucking mile.
“It doesn’t have to mean anything, Monroe,” he says quietly. “Just let me make you feel good.”
“Mayhem is the perfect nickname for you,” he quips, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and leading me down the hall. “You’ve got me acting crazy out here.”
“Your pussy is a drooling mess for me, Mayhem. It doesn’t matter if you like me. She does.”
“What a needy little slut you are, Mayhem. You say you hate me, but you open right up when I pin you down. You wanted this, didn’t you? You wanted me to lose control.”
“I know you haven’t been properly fucked since that night. Guess what? Neither have I.”
Because whether she likes it or not, she’s mine just as much as I’m hers.
Monroe is a knockout, seven days a week. But first thing in the morning, when she’s all mussed from sleeping? That’s when she’s the most beautiful.
love the way you look in my clothes. I love the way you look in my house. You make me want more.
She’s the piece I’ve been missing my whole life.
She may be the boss here, but tonight, I’m in charge.
“Shut the fuck up and take this cunt like a good boy.” Gone. Dead. Good-fucking-bye.
Jesus Tapdancing Christ, this man’s mouth is lethal.
never allowed myself to think about a future with any of them because I was never willing to put my heart on the line. But with Monroe? She can fucking have it. It’s all hers if she wants it.
want her. For real. I’m falling in love with Monroe Decker.
The sincerity in his eyes opens the floodgates, and tears begin streaming down my cheeks. Using his thumbs, he wipes them away. “You are the smartest, most determined woman I’ve ever met. You love what you do, and that shows in the way that you care for your clients. I have absolutely no doubt that you’re going to crush the shit out of whatever you end up creating. Even if we didn’t have this arrangement going on, I’d still be the first in line to invest in your business. I believe in you, Monroe. Anyone who doesn’t is out of their mind.” I look into his eyes, and I can feel the wall around my
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“I love you, Monroe Decker,” he says quietly. “And I’ll spend the rest of my life reminding you how fucking special you are.” I spin toward him, barely able to hold the words inside for another second. “I love you too,” I breathe, crashing my lips to his.
“You’ll submit to me and let me take what I need in this room. But out there, in the world? You’re my fucking queen. I’ll fall at your feet and give you everything. You’ll never have to question how loved you are, because I’ll remind you every day that you own me.”
I’m prepared to take care of her until my last breath—and that begins right here, right now.
“You’re a fucking she-devil, you know that? You’re preying on a weak, innocent man here. How do you even sleep at night?” “Usually full of your cum,” she replies, winking down at me. She’s gonna pay for that one.
“You better run, sweet thing. Because if I catch you, I fuck you.”
Half of me wanted to let him catch me easily, but the other half knew that we’d both come even harder if I forced him to hunt me like a true predator.
“I fucking love baseball,” Monroe says quietly as I bend down to pull a pan out of the cupboard. I freeze with my hand in mid-air, turning my head to see her taking a very generous eyeful of my ass. “Really?” I ask, raising a brow in question. She pops a shoulder. “I mean, I love baseball butts. That’s basically the same thing.”
