The C*ck Down the Block (The Cocky Kingmans, #1)

by Amy Award

“No more holding back, no more second-guessing. Either she falls for me or she doesn’t.”

I was in so much trouble. I’d buried my feelings for her for so long, and now that I was this close to having her in my arms, I was losing all control. Keep it together, man. This is the long game plan. I wanted her forever, not just right now.

“Yes, you’re mine, and I’ve waited a long time for you. So be a good girl and kiss me again like you know you belong with me.”

“God, you’re fucking sexier than in my wettest dreams. Now be a good girl and come for me, because I want you dripping when I taste your wet cunt.” I clenched my

wasn’t about to kid myself and say that I was totally in love with Chris, but the feelings I had for him right now? These weren’t feelings of friendship. I was falling for my best friend.

I crawled up her body, dropping little kisses to all her curves and soft spots along the way, until I made it to my very favorite curve of hers. The curve of her smile.

“But I want to hear you call me your good girl again while you fuck my mouth.” How the hell had I gotten so lucky to get a woman like Trixie? I reached up and cupped her chin in my hand, kissed her hard, and gave her what she wanted, because we were both going to enjoy it. “Then get on your knees and take this dick like a good girl.”