Iced Out (Leighton U, #1)

by C.E. Ricci

“It’s your family,” he finally says. “It should be whatever you’re comfortable with.” Again, leaving it open-ended, allowing me to fill the gaps. Keeping the control of this whole relationship squarely in my hands. In the exact place—I’m starting to realize—I don’t want it.

“Now you know how it feels every time I’m inside you.” Do I fucking ever. It’s like dying and going straight to my own filthy heaven.