Menace (Scarlet Scars #1)

by J.M. Darhower

But the gut? The gut knows. The gut remembers. You should always listen to it.

mafia man kinda wise

“I think you’re perfect the way you are.”

okay mafia man making me melt ??

Death doesn’t always come with a scream and a bang, no… death, when premature, usually comes like a whisper on the wind, quietly stalking you until it can rob you of your last breath.

You had your hand down my pants five minutes ago, a knife to my throat a minute before that, and you want to make small talk now? What’s next… the weather?”

okay this was funny

She pulls it off after a moment, tossing it aside, exposing the most stunning set of tits I’ve ever laid my eyes on. They’re small, barely a handful, but fuck if they’re not perfect—perky, and natural, with the kind of nipples that beg to be tasted.

small tiddies rep!!

“I will slit his fucking throat and drink his blood, Scarlet,”

HOT

men that go down for the fun of it are unicorns.

besties if he doesn’t eat you out leave him

“You like giving me this beautiful pussy? Like me taking it hard? Beating it? Fucking it? Killing it?”

lorenzo I’m begging you to be quiet during sex

He’s definitely more of a show-er than a grower, eight and a half inches, thick and cut, veins running along the shaft, and Jesus Christ, okay… I’ve got to stop looking.

didnt need his dick veins described but okay thanks I guess

“You have to be careful who you give pieces of yourself to, because even a little bit here and there adds up to a hell of a lot eventually, and it’s not worth it, losing yourself to them, giving yourself to people who don’t give a fuck about you. You keep pouring yourself into other people and you’ll just wind up empty.”