Our little Miss Suzy's imagination sure knows how to get away from her, "I wondered if his motorcycle and tattoos made up for shortcomings elsewhere, but I couldn't believe a man like him was tiny. There was no way in hell he had a party... "Pickle?" I blinked and moved my eyes away from his crotch to his eyes. Pickle? He held it and motioned for me to take it." City isn't one for subtly, "are you effing crazy? I've been dying to crawl inside of you since I saw you on the road. Hold on, sugar, you're in for one hell of a ride." He can be so thoughtful, "didn't know what you liked, so I made a little bit of everything." He put the spatula on the counter and walked toward me. He was so damn hot. I licked my lips and closed my eyes. I could feel his hot breath on my lips, and I smelled his scent. "I'm gonna eff you, right here, right now. Yes or no?" He can be a bossypants but it's seriously hot, "oh, we're doing it. Undress, sugar. You're not leaving here until I've erase any scent my brother left behind and my c*** is satisfied." I started to unzip my pants." I can't wait for the next book.
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