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358 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 5, 2016

I'm happy to take things slow since you're new to so much. But that doesn't mean I don't think about hauling you up against a wall, hiking your skirt up, and fucking you like I own you.

She wanted to play the games. She wanted to step into those shadowed places where the rules and niceties went lax.
I can't be your boss. Because if what I have in mind is going to work, it's going to have to be strictly off the clock and off the record.
...know there isn't a thing on that list that I wouldn't love to check off for you, Completely and thoroughly. I could make you shameless, Rush.



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"I'm happy to take things slow since you're new to so much. But that doesn't mean I don't think about hauling you up against a wall, hiking your skirt up, and fucking you like I own you. I think about it. I think about it. All. The. Fucking. Time."
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"Do you know what that does to me? Knowing you're turned on by my words? My fantasies? And now to walk in and see you touching yourself over them? Fuck"
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"Donovan. I need you."
"I've got you." He climbed onto the bed and pressed a line of kisses along the curve of her neck. She writhed under his touch, and he put a hand on her hip to anchor her. "I need you right back."
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Donovan was depressed? It was hard to wrap her head around. The guy she knew had so much light in him. That smile of his was like a freaking sunrise.
The words hit her like a blow to the chest. “Donovan…”
“Yeah. That’s what guy I am. The broken kind. The kind you can’t count on. I told you that from the start.”
Her stomach knotted, her emotions curling in on themselves. Donovan had thought about suicide.
I’ve gone through the worst breakup of my life, have barely been able to deal with this move, and then I freaking started up something with a girl. I could be bi. I have no clue what to do with that. I don’t want to be that.

"I wanted you like this from very first moment I saw you. Back then. And now." He leaned forward, his lips brushing hers. "Tonight. I will fucking have you."
3.5 STARS

"I'm happy to take things slow since you're new to so much. But that doesn't mean I don't think about hauling you up against a wall, hiking your skirt up, and fucking you like I own you. I think about it. I think about it. All. The. Fucking. Time."