“And allowing myself to be suckered into attending a panel as Cherrycakes—when I’d never once revealed to anyone that Cherry had a… — Megan Erickson Failure Copy Share Image
“He shoved my hand away and loomed over me in a way that…made my heart pound a little bit faster. His blue… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Shane Lush,” Tracy advised, rolling her eyes. “Although, he did mention that if you two did do it, you’d probably do something… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I was falling in love with Luke Rawlings, and I hoped to do everything I could to make him fall with me. *” — Megan Erickson Falling in love Copy Share Image
“He took the opportunity to pick me up and run his hands all over me. I sighed dramatically as he slid his… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“So when my finger brushed along downy hair along soft skin, I sucked in a breath. I’d run my hand down those… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Couldn’t get you out of my mind,” I said bitterly against his salty skin. “You’re everywhere, my bed, my shower, my fucking… — Megan Erickson Dreams Copy Share Image
“Just because I like to be in control doesn’t mean I don’t like a dick in my ass.” Beau’s gaze slid down… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Do you want to rain check on the cake…” “You promised me cake.” Ian stood. “So there will be cake. And then… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“He wore a black tank, which showed off his slender tattooed arms and a pair of skintight leather pants with boots that… — Megan Erickson Black hair Copy Share Image
“His kitchen was all white with accents of royal blue. He’d told me the colors “went with his eyes,” which I found… — Megan Erickson Royal blue Copy Share Image
“For like two seconds it sure was nice getting your attention, but your shadow is really fucking cold!” “Then” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I kinda like you, Zane. A lot.” His eyelids fell to half-mast. “I like you too, Beau. A lot.” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Hey, Beautifuls,” Zane drawled with a hair flip. That fucking hair. I focused on it really hard, wishing I could burn if… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“When I hit the junction between his hip and thigh and found no fabric, I groaned. Didn’t even hesitate to drag the… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“But, you know what, babies? I’d have to pass, because Beau Starr is as fuckable as a bowl of sugar-free vanilla ice… — Megan Erickson Ice cream Copy Share Image
“Zane’s answer was a toss of his hair, which lashed my ear. His hair smelled like grapefruit. I used to eat grapefruit… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Hey, this is Beau Starr. Next time you want to use my name to get views, you can just go ahead and… — Megan Erickson Next time Copy Share Image
“What did it mean if he was falling for me… if my other persona was such a big part of my personality?… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I’d told myself I didn’t have a type. I’d pretended my body didn’t react to guys like Warren—smart-mouthed, sardonic, and bratty in… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Yeah, Zane,” he whispered. “Fuck, you know how to take that dick.” I responded with a nod, exhaling noisily, and then going… — Megan Erickson K Pop Copy Share Image
“Zane, want to explain the challenge?” “Yup.” Zane jerked a thumb at the scarf. “When Beau is blindfolded, I’ll take his hand… — Megan Erickson Bragging rights Copy Share Image
“How could I when he was squeezing me tight, milking me perfectly, and using his free hand to cup my balls? It… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“The Max of the last three years didn't deserve a nice girl. But maybe... well, maybe he could be a different Max.” — Megan Erickson Three years Copy Share Image
