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“He’s taken a lot of shit. He needs a vacation, not a therapy week, baby.”
Why did this lowkey piss me off? Lol.
Once we catch you, you will be at the mercy of the Count.
I thoroughly get excited for these types— the first two books in the series opened me up to that and I get giddy reading about a chase every time 😭😭😭
“You already know the fucking answer,” Heath says, and slams all four of the other barbells in, balls deep in my pussy as I yelp. “Yes, I want her to fucking miss me. I want to give her morning after syndrome, I want to drive her fucking crazy, and you know it. You’ve known it since you very first brought her along to my place and admitted she was your fucking girlfriend while my cock was buried deep.”
“Savage. Maybe you should offer him some therapy as well as your pussy,” Josh says with a smirk, but I didn’t mean it that way.
Sorry, but can he shut up? This was unnecessarily rude.
“Let’s get the fuck out of here,” he says, catching his breath. “I just threw that guy over the railings, and tripped his gobby mate up in the aisle.” “You did what?!” My eyes widen, but his cheeky smirk shines bright. “They fucking deserved it,” my boyfriend says. “Nobody calls my princess a trappy hooker.” “Our princess,” Heath corrects him. “Good for you, Josh.”
Three flames. Three lovers. One night left.
