Find out what happens in Emily and Venom's story. Will they get their happily ever after?
I gently tug on the clamp chain, leaning forward to suck on the fleshy tops of her breasts. Her hips press into mine while she moans. With a grin, I admire the marks I left before moving down to my knees, dropping gentle kisses on her stomach.
“Spread your legs.” I watch them open, licking my lips at the evidence of her arousal on her inner thighs. “You’re fucking dripping for me, Emily.”
She whimpers, the chains rattling as she pulls on them. I slide two fingers between her lips, sucking her juices from them. I can’t remember the last time a woman’s taste made me want to eat her pussy every fucking night, but Emily? Shit. She makes my mouth water.
I'm going to make all your fantasies come true.
If anyone could fulfill that promise, it's Venom, the hot biker who made it. He's crude, crass, and has a filthy mouth, but I'm drawn to him. After everything I've been through, the arrangement he offers seems to be exactly what I need. What I didn't expect is for him to be the answer to my prayers, healing me in ways I never thought possible. He awakens something in me I thought long dead. Will he ever want more, or am I fooling myself by thinking he could settle for someone like me?
I wanted Emily the moment I saw her.
All I could imagine was what I'd do to her if I got her in my bed. The more I get to know her, the more I see how deep her wounds are. She's fragile. As much as I crave her body, bringing her into my world could break her, and not just emotionally.
I can't let that happen.
Men like me don't get a happily ever after. Emily is better off without me, and I pray she doesn't learn that the hard way.
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