“Are you saying you don’t want anything from me?” “I want this. I want our arrangement. I want you…” I sucked in a breath, feeling my control slip. “…to fuck it out of me.” “Fuck what out, Jocelyn?” Couldn’t he… — Samantha Young Copy Share Image
“I turned to face him, knowing in him, I'd find the temporary cure. "Do you want to fuck it out?" Braden smiled slowly, bemused, causing another twist of attraction in my gut. "Fuck it out?" "All the bullshit. What she… — Samantha Young Copy Share Image
