Colin (Unexpected, #6)

by Cora Rose

“You like what you see?” I try and tease, but I peg my prostate as those words leave my mouth and I end up whining. “Yes,” he groans. “You desperate little slut.” God, that word. I despise it. It’s degrading. “Say it again.”

Meep. 🔥🔥🔥

I am unreasonably possessive of him. It’s an issue because I know he’s not mine. But he is. He fucking is.

“You hear that Colin? Who do you belong to?” I nod, swallowing roughly, my entire body speared on him. “You. I’m yours,”

Ya'll I swear the POSSESIVENESS in this book is sending me.