I have to say Xander makes some yummy promises, “do that again before I’m seated inside you and you’ll be feeling the sting of my hand on your arse, sweets.” Spinning on his heel, he stalked toward the bedroom. “Then again, I might do it anyway just to see your lily-white backside pink with my mark.” Xander is a quite endowed man, “Jesus Christ, Xander. I don’t know whether I should try to have sex with that thing— and I emphasize try—or use it roll out dough.” I loved this book, I am in love with Xander.
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