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Sticky with humidity, Scarlet looked up at the heavy gray cloud and stifled the hysterical giggle tickling her throat. It seemed absurd— graveyard, stormy skies, her standing there like a bruise in a violet dress with her ruby-colored hair. Her and her dead men.

Lots of stark imagery.

All kinds of kinky yum here.

So. Fucking. Hot!

This book is so deliciously smooth….

So deliciously yummy…

That's some hot hard play, let me tell ya.

I really like it so far.

“Jerricho?” “Yes?” “I want sex. I want you to consume me. Hurt me. Fuck me. Degrade me. I don’t care. You asked me what my fantasy is … I want to feel … really feel … I want to feel you want me.” She wanted to belong. He got that. More than he should. More than he wanted to.