Glitch (Next Level, #1)

by Briana Michaels

“Come on Ara, pick up your lady dick and quit lagging.” “If I pick up my lady dick, will you stop tripping over it? Or should I smack you in the face with it to get you to actually hit a target, asshole?”

I’m going to wrap my hands around your throat and squeeze until you see God

“I want to gouge out the eyes of every man who looked at you today.”

If he was mine, I’d put a ring on it. One on his finger and another on his motherfucking cock.

I swear he could lure me into Hell, and I’d joyfully skip the whole way down.

Did she need someone to take care of her? I volunteer. Did she want someone to make sure all her needs were met? I. Vol. Un. Teer.

I love her. I love her. I love her.

I want to say a million things to her. Confess shit. Drop to my knees, lift her dress, and seal my mouth to her pussy and make her scream my name.