Voracious (The Edge of Darkness, #2)

by Leigh Rivers

It’s over. It’s been over for two years. He’s wrong. If it was over, then what the hell has this entire trip been? The sex. The kiss. The need to hold me. We aren’t done.

I won’t say that to her though. She’s in denial about her singing voice – imagine I commented on her snoring too? I’d be the one suffocated with a pillow.

The Stacey Rhodes Effect.

My head snaps into a slant as she tips her head back and opens her mouth, tongue out, and I watch as she slides the fire stick into her mouth. She swallows the flame, and I blow out a heavy breath. That’s… new. And hot. I want her to do that with my dick.

Look at me now, my little princess. Daddy’s gone, and he’s never coming back.