Wanting Mr. Cane (Cane #1)

by Shanora Williams

We'd started something—lit an inextinguishable fire in our souls—and that fire was going to burn us inside and out. It was going to consume us whole and probably destroy us.

“From now on, those lips will only go around my cock. Do you understand?”

very demanding from someone who claims not to want her.

“If you’re still talking and hanging out with that boy, break it off with him.”

“Doesn’t matter what kind of shit we go through, you’ll always be mine, Kandy. Doesn’t matter how fucked up the situation is, or how wrong it fucking feels…you are mine.”

But this was Kandy. My Kandy. My baby. And as my baby, I knew I had to take care of her.

I loved this.

Something would be missing—a piece of myself would be forever lost unless we connected again.

why were your panties in Cane’s suitcase?”

“Don’t ever think I don’t love you,” he said in my ear. A full thrust. More tears. “I fucking love you, Kandy. Love you more than words.”

*swoons*