In The Dark

by Chelsea Curto

“I think that’s the nice thing about life. We’re all doing things at our own pace, and one path isn’t better than the other.”

And we should sign up for that self-defense class. Brian couldn’t find my clit, so I doubt he knows how to put someone in a headlock, but man this world has gone to shit these days.”

“Harder,” I grit out. The hand at my neck squeezes and I moan, clawing at his back. “I can take it. And if not, death by your dick wouldn’t be the worst way to go.”

“Men are weak creatures.” Hunter presses his thumbs into my calf muscle, and I sigh. “If you flashed me your tits, I would be speechless. Incapacitated for the rest of the day.” “Please. You’re not that pathetic.” “Oh, Max. When it comes to you, I’m pitiful.”