“You’re not dirty, or bad, or wrong, or anything that ass of a father told you,” he whispered, kissing the swell of her breast. “I honestly don’t know what you are.” “Ryker, please.” “Except mine.” — Rosalie Stanton Copy Share Image
“Intimacy with Wright had seemed necessary; an essential human experience she didn’t think she’d get anywhere else, at least not on her terms. Ryker… — Rosalie Stanton Copy Share Image
“You’re not dirty, or bad, or wrong, or anything that ass of a father told you,” he whispered, kissing the swell of her breast.… — Rosalie Stanton Copy Share Image
