Playing Dirty (Leighton U, #4)

by C.E. Ricci

“I don’t need to read your mind, Theo. Not when your body is screaming.”

Oh, those lips love to lie. Don’t they, Teddy Bear?

“Fuck, baby. This is my favorite look on you yet,” he rasps, shaking his head. “Frayed at the edges, trying and failing to hold yourself together when all you want is to fall apart.”

“The way I want you…it fucking kills me. Every time you’re near, I can’t think about anything else except touching you, tasting you. Marking every inch of your body as mine. You’ve ruined me.”

“Christ, Madden. I want you to the end of my sanity. I want you for every reason I shouldn’t. You have to believe that.”