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For everyone just trying to survive life one step at a time. It doesn’t matter how many times you screw up, as long as you try to fix it.
My lungs burned as I ignored my body's need for oxygen, and instead filled it with Blake. As bad as Vitales were, they were also temptation.
Submissive and breedable.
"This part of you is at least honest." Blake smiled at me like a mad man. "Keep playing with me, baby girl, and I will ruin you."
Fuck. Nothing good came from fucking with a Vitale.
😂😂
My mind was blissfully blank. Pleasure, I could do. There was no thought that went into it, and when Blake and I crashed together, it was pure carnal instinct. Our chemistry was off the charts.
Kissing you is addictive. I should be careful.
Fuck, I needed to keep it down but I couldn't find an ounce of fuck to care about people hearing, let alone seeing me spread open like a charcuterie board for Blake to sample.
I'd already drank and smoked my body weight in vodka and weed. Finally, he'd let me stumble off to what he called my room once I could barely stand up anymore, and he'd gone on a twenty-minute tirade about his sons disappointing him and why marriage was a scam. I was pretty sure he was nuts, but that wasn't a surprise.
"Of course, I'll tell you when I get back home. It will be a hot bedtime story. I'm going to need to be bent over the nearest surface the moment I walk through the door, though."
"Behave?" Harlow rolled his eyes. "I already promised Quincy I'd be on my worst behavior." Bastard. "Hey, don't involve me in you two’s kinky mindfuck games."
"Still not close enough," he muttered against my lips. "You sure I can't slice you open and live inside of you for a little while?" My belly twisted into knots. Yeah, I needed help, but damn, knowing he needed me that much made me want to squirm.
So cheesy I love it
"So smoke," I said quietly. "If it helps you, I’m not going to take it away." Quincy shook his head. "You settle my mind more than the weed ever has." Fuck. If he kept saying shit like this, I was going to end up getting pregnant.
Yes. I need you more then I need to breathe. From now on and forever, you are my everything.
"I know that face. Don't worry, I'll share some of my research with you on how to get pregnant. There are all types of moves to make sure the seed takes," Gin said. As fucking stupid as he sounded, I nodded. There was no harm in trying.
"Baby girl, we're in this together. Life, death, and crime."
