“Here’s a suggestion for future reference, then,” Horse said. “Try jerking off before answering the door if you want me to believe you don’t think of her that way. Wood like you were sportin’ usually implies the opposite. Unless it… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“You look like shit,” Horse said helpfully as he pulled up a lawn chair next to me. He sounded almost cheerful, which annoyed me. I glared at him and he smirked. “Still got a sweet butt though.” I went from… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share Image
“You’re all mine, babe. Knew it the first time I saw you. Couldn’t give you up if I tried.” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share
“Marie Caroline Jensen, will you marry me?” he asked suddenly, looking right into my eyes. I bit my lip, trying to decide how long… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share
“He knew it. He just didn’t care, and a man who’d stopped caring was dangerous as fuck.” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share
“I want to own every part of you,” he continued, his breath hot against my skin. “I want to throw you face-first across this… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share
“What the hell is that?” I asked. “I mean, what are you supposed to be dressed like?” “I’m a sexy carrot.” I looked at… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share
“I’m with you, Em. Don’t doubt that, okay? No matter what happens or what you hear…Promise?” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share
“Open your mouth,” Liam told me. I shook my head. He pushed forward into me again, and his dick felt even bigger and harder… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share
“I’ll be your old lady and I’ll wear your patch. But if you ever let some bitch shove her tits in your face again,… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share
“Why hasn’t Marie shot you yet?” “Because I’m not in denial about what my cock wants,” Horse replied. “I piss her off, I get… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share
“You want the freedom to sleep around. I'm not willing to give you that. I want more. Sounds like we have a fundamental difference… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share
“Things had changed between us in a profound way, something I think we both knew. All our fighting and nitpicking seemed so silly now.… — Joanna Wylde Copy Share
“Horse: Wood like you were sporting usually implies the opposite. Unless it was for me? If that's the case, I'm genuinely flattered. No judgements.” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share
“I screwed the King of the Man-whores—condom-free—in a damned shed, because I’m classy like that.” — Joanna Wylde Copy Share
