Don't You Dare (Reckless Games #1)

by C.E. Ricci

“I’m not just talking about your cock, Kee,” I growl out the words. “I’m going to lick every inch of your body before fucking you so hard, you have no choice but to remember what I’m about to tell you. No option but to hear me when I say this.” I lick my lips and lower my voice, my eyes locked on the hand still wrapped around his cock. “You. Are. Mine. You belong to me and me alone.”

Sex has never been like this with anyone else. This, right here and now with Keene, completely transcends all other sexual experiences. It’s all-consuming, and while I want to let myself follow him into bliss, I never want it to end either.

But baby, it’s gonna backfire on your ass so hard, it’s not even funny. Might as well light the fuse now.”

“I want you. So much, I can’t think. Can’t breathe. I can’t do anything but want you.” And I do. In every sense of the word, I want him. Need him. Crave him. Every piece of who he is, I want to claim as mine. He swallows, his face more serious than I’ve probably ever seen. Almost like he’s in pain. “You already have me.” Four words, and my heart explodes.

“You wanna be owned, huh, Kee?” he pants, grabbing my hips and dragging me back onto his cock. “Is this what you want?” “Yes,” I whisper, caught between the truth and a lie. Because I don’t want him to own my body alone. I want him to take my heart and soul too. Everything I have to give, I want him to own. Make his and protect it. Cherish

It’s not the kind of love two best friends have for each other, either. It’s the deeper kind. The complete infatuation. The get-married-and-grow-old-together kind of love. Two-halves-of-a-whole love. And…my other half just bolted from the stadium like his life depends on it.

“You have the chance to make this right. Because the way I see things between you and Keene? You’re the unexpected

You’re the unexpected inevitable.

You chose to run away when shit got tough instead of trusting me to be there to catch you when you fell!”

without his skin against mine, it feels like he’s already gone. Like I’ve already lost the one person on this planet that I was made for.

I’m not just wrecked for him; I’m completely destroyed. Decimated. So far past gone, it’s laughable.

he’s giving me another chance to love him, whether or not I actually deserve it. I’m gonna make sure I earn it, though. I have to. He’s my other half. My unexpected inevitable. My fucking everything.