Whips and Chains (Saint View Murder Squad #2)

by Elle Thorpe

“You know what I like to do after a good round of sex club shenanigans?” Whip glanced over at me warily. “Shower? Fucking hell, X, you reek of sex.” “Glorious, isn’t it? But no.” I squeezed them tighter. “Murder, boys. I’m emotionally unstable, sexually satisfied, and lightly caffeinated. Let’s go commit a felony.”

“Right. Sorry. Not the point.” He reached across Violet, offering Nyah his hand. “I’m so sorry. We haven’t officially met. I’m X. Licker of Violet’s pussy.”