Highest Bidder (Salacious Players Club, #5)

by Sara Cate

She looks like the kind of woman who could hold a good conversation—before we fuck like animals, naturally.

Because he knows chamomile helps me sleep.

I want to own Daisy. I bet she would submit beautifully.

“It’s not that I don’t want you, Daisy. You have to understand just how much I want you.” Placing his fingers under my chin, he lifts my face until I’m staring up at him. His next words turn me from solid flesh and bones to a melted puddle of nothingness on the floor. “But the things I want to do to you, baby girl, are dirty, filthy things. And you’re too fucking sweet for me.”

Why does that idea suddenly excite me?

If this is what love feels like, I hate it.

Happiness is dangerous. The more you have, the more that’s at stake. The higher you feel, the further you fall. I