Maison De Fous (Cirque Du Désir, #2)

by Nova Kane

“You still taste like the most forbidden fruit—something I could savor endlessly, even if it means damnation. Every fucking drop of you is a delicious sin I’d gladly indulge in for eternity.”

“Don’t cry. Daddy Johnny is gonna make it all better. That’s what you want, isn’t it? For Daddy to make you feel good?”

“Let him please you, Indie, and enjoy it, because this is the only time I’ll ever fucking allow anyone but me to touch you.”