Playing Dirty (Leighton U, #4)

by C.E. Ricci

Sometimes it’s nice to just exist in the quiet.

“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.”

Well, fuck a duck. I just got cuddle-blocked by my fucking parents.

“You’re a fucking sellout for love, and I could kiss you for it.”