“Grabbing his very fine, very taut ass in my hands, I squeezed. "I need more coffee to deal with your gift, ace." Chapter 8, pg 131” — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“They think they’re having such a good time,” he continued, whispering in her ear as he pulled out again. The two men didn’t seem to be in any hurry to move on that was for sure, standing on the wide… — Amy Andrews Copy Share Image
