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“Don’t make some sexual innuendo right now, Ravage. I’m not in the mood to spar tonight,”
I’d drawn the line years ago. As tempting as she was—and she was always fucking tempting—I could never have her. She would never want me.
Oh, Parker. If only you knew the depraved things I like to do in bed.
We all had our personal… preferences. For me, I liked control. Order. Domination. Honesty. Raw instinct.
“Why don’t you want me here?” she asks. I stop and stare at her. What the fuck do I say to that? Of course I want her here. But that in and of itself is the issue. I want her here too much.
“There was never a question of if I wanted to be your Dom, Parker, but rather if you could handle it.”
“Fuck, Parker. You make it really hard to stay away from you. Do you know that?” I smile, and he hands me the pen. “Last chance.” “I’m not afraid of you,”
“I’m scared I’ll break you. And I’m scared you’ll hate me for it.”
“Do you know how hard it is not to feast on your cunt right now, Parker? I’ve been waiting years to taste you.”
“But you have me for three days,” I tell him. He nods. “Unprecedented.” His eyes rove over my face, a hint of worry etched into his features. “The whole thing is unprecedented for me, Parker.”
If she does like it, if she decides to continue… It would end with every wall—every boundary I’d ever erected—crumbling down around me.
“He’s my best friend, Juliet. I want him to be happy, and those kids make him really fucking happy. For whatever reason.” My eyes prick with tears. “That’s really nice of you, Ravage.”
“Somehow, I have a feeling it will be impossible to ignore who you are to me, Juliet.”
I push away all the doubts I had prior to this moment. She fucking wants this. She wants me. And I want her so fucking much that it hurts.
“Your brother was right. I’m not good enough for you, and I never will be.”
“Stunning,” he murmurs. “Though, I want to point out that I always think you’re stunning, no matter what you wear.”
“My heart,” he adds, his voice softer. “You hold my heart in your hands, so please be gentle.” Fuck. Me.
“Do tell me what label you’ve given me today, because last night, while I was fucking your brains out, I believe you told me you loved me.”
“Right, but I’ve been loving you for eight years.”
Oh, little prey, I am right in front of you.
“My wife likes it when I punish her,”

