Tangled in Tinsel (The More the Merrier, #1)

by Trilina Pucci

my pussy is a traitor. She’s literally the most unreliable ride-or-die.

I’m frozen, staring up at him. His head begins nodding. Shit, so is mine. I don’t know if it’s because he’s mirroring me or I’m doing that to him. Either way, it’s my answer. Oh fuck. I’ve fallen into Reed’s dick sand,

I’m lost forever, like Indiana Jones and the Temple of Cock.

In the meantime, I whip my head around, searching for anything, like a paper towel or a kitchen towel. Or maybe a cast iron pan to hit Jace over the head.