Chained Hands (Keir & Sailor Duet #1; Chained Hearts Duets, #1)

by T.L. Smith

“I smell of musk, probably taste like it too. Let’s ask.” She looks over Lucas’s shoulder and straight at me. “Do I taste like musk?” Every person in the room goes silent at her question, and I can feel them all waiting for my answer. “The sweetest,” I reply with a lick of my lips.

So, I reach my hand down to slide my cock inside her, following her fucking order. “Now, shut up and fuck me before I decide to kill you first.”

“Sailor …” I turn back around at my name. “I think you could rule a fucking kingdom if you tried.”