A Shadow in the Ember (Flesh and Fire, #1)

by Jennifer L. Armentrout

My mind took what experience I had with “all sorts of things” and happily played around in the gutter with it.

“That’s it, liessa, fuck my hand.”

I’m going to get inside you, and it won’t be my fingers you’ll be fucking.”

“What I want is your taste on my tongue again. What I want is to be so deep inside you that I forget my own fucking name.”

“So, keep that in mind the next time you doubt the realness of my interest,” he warned. “Because I won’t have you up against a wall. I will have you on your back, under me, and neither of us will remember our fucking names.”