“Actually, dear, don’t wait up for me. My knitting club and I are partying it up tonight at Joyce Becker’s. She’s making monster margaritas.” Julia” — K.C. Lynn Copy Share Image
“I know I don’t deserve this,” he says roughly, “but I’m going to be a selfish bastard and take it. Because I’ve been dying… — K.C. Lynn Copy Share Image
“You will not break me, for I am unbreakable. I will live with integrity, fight with honor and die for what's right.” — K.C. Lynn Copy Share Image
“Actually, dear, don’t wait up for me. My knitting club and I are partying it up tonight at Joyce Becker’s. She’s making monster margaritas.”… — K.C. Lynn Copy Share Image
“Digging my phone out of my pocket, I see it’s from Evans. Pain in my ass: Where the fuck are you? I’m serious. Get… — K.C. Lynn Copy Share Image
“she’s been banged more times than a snooze button on a Monday morning.” — K.C. Lynn Copy Share Image
“Whatever. If she’s only here to get laid then the bitch is barking up the wrong tree. Because unless she has green eyes, red… — K.C. Lynn Copy Share Image
“I love getting lost in a story, to take a break from reality and live in another world. There’s no feeling like it. I’ve… — K.C. Lynn Copy Share Image
“Always so fucking wet for me,” he groans, then inserts his finger deep inside of me, “I hope you’re ready, baby, because tonight, Grace,… — K.C. Lynn Copy Share Image
“Why do you have eawings in yowr boobs?” she asks, staring at my nipple rings. Jesus, is this kid for real? “Guys don’t have… — K.C. Lynn Copy Share Image
