11 Scenes (Eleven, #2)

by Octavia Jensen

I’ve waited a decade for you. If you think I’m letting you go because your kinks aren’t my kinks and mine aren’t yours, you’re delirious. Tell me you understand.”

“My good little slut. Always happier with a cock in your mouth, aren’t you?” he growled. “More. Take more.”

“I see something that’s mine,” he continued. “Mine to break, mine to fix, mine to love. Mine to bruise and kiss and praise and degrade and own.”

I loved this, loved the thrill of him putting me on my knees like I wasn’t the strong, independent woman that I was, because with him ... I didn’t have to be.

She wasn’t just a queen, she was a goddess, my own personal gift from whatever Heaven favored bastards like me ...

I really don’t spoil you. I treat you exactly the same way that every man should treat their partner, especially when their partner is such a good girl.”