“She was his. Good or bad, twisted or wrong, she was his , and he closed the last few steps with a hungry groan, buried his bruised hands in her hair, and kissed her.” — Kit Rocha Copy Share Image
“He could fuck her, hard and fast, ride every orgasm to one deeper than the last. He could make love to her, nice and… — Kit Rocha Copy Share Image
“She was a work of art. Jared saw the paint and the canvas and a few pleasant shapes. Ace felt the earth move.” — Kit Rocha Copy Share Image
“She needed this, to be overwhelmed, so surrounded by lust and pleasure that nothing else existed.” — Kit Rocha Copy Share Image
“See, Six? This is what makes life worth living. Men who don't know if they wanna fight or fuck, but will climb into a… — Kit Rocha Copy Share Image
“That's right." He threaded both hands through her hair to hold her in place. "You like it like this. Dirty and rough, getting fucked… — Kit Rocha Copy Share Image
“Men think they like wide-eyed innocence until someone like you swallows their cock down like she can't get enough of it.” — Kit Rocha Copy Share Image
“There was an art to taking someone outside of themselves. Some people went their whole lives enjoying pleasurable sex without brushing those lines, those… — Kit Rocha Copy Share Image
“No one's quite like you, boy, and thank God for that. You wouldn't have stopped until you'd taken everything that was bolted down." "I… — Kit Rocha Copy Share Image
