Hostile Takeover (The Game, #8)

by Cara Dee

I let my brain drown in the sheer chaos of finding out that my aunt was getting a divorce from the love of my life. And he was suddenly gay?

“Because from where I’m standing, you might be happier in DC where you could possibly pursue someone who’s apparently gay.”

his mom's advice about her little sister's ex lol

“Do you like my cock, Uncle Franklin?” Kill me. I shuddered and tried to swallow. “I do.”

“You don’t know how many times I’ve dreamed about using you, Uncle Franklin. To wake up next to you and just go with whatever fuckhole I want.”

“Use me.” I cupped the back of his neck and kissed his jaw. “Take whatever you want from me.” He drew a deep breath and slid a hand to my throat. “What if I take too much?” So be it.

“You will be mine.” His low tone sounded both like a threat and a promise. “You will belong to me. Whether I rent out your asshole to kinky friends or we have a quiet night in, you’ll never doubt who your Owner is.”

so romantic

I peered back at Jack and joked, “I feel so important.” He grinned and patted me on the back. “We’ll fix that in no time.”