Deacon (The Sovereign Mountain, #3)

by Raya Morris Edwards

So, I buy it, because I’m pussy whipped for a girl I’ve never even spoken to.

And I get some fern-green lace to go with it.

“You want to be fucked dirty?” he presses.

Flushed, wet, my pussy spread for him, I nod hard. The corner of his mouth turns up and, in one movement, he slides an arm under me and flips me onto my hands and knees.

The wind knocks from me. I don’t have time to recover before his hand goes to the back of my head. His fingers fist i...

I see myself reflected a dozen times in the mirrors inlai...

I’ve never seen myself so desperate. “Let’s fuck t...

There’s no going back for me. She’s worth everything I’m going to do to make her mine.

“I’m gonna fuck you good and hard, sweetheart, so keep your head on straight for it.”

“You call me daddy, sweetheart,” he says. “At least when I’ve got my cock this far up your cunt.”

“Why put flowers in my hair?” she whispers.

“Because I’m about to give you the most disrespectful fucking you’ve

ever had, and I want you to feel beautiful for it,” I say. “Remember when you’re gasping for air and begging lik...