There’s something so oddly addicting about this series. Megan is the nerdiest more awkward but also tiny nerdy nerd. Brody is the alpha but also gentle but sadly virgin-construct deluded carpenter her dad hired to build him a desk before he’d be out of the house for a week on business. This one wasn’t my favorite because there was more than the typical virgin-obsession and hyper-value of innocence that I can just barely stomach in the other stories - this one was over the top for me. But I still managed to push through and enjoy myself even so.
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I think about his large penis... no... that sounds clinical... I think about his monster cock... and think yes, very much I want to have sex now. But then again, he was big. Too big perhaps. I fear he’s not a starter penis.
p 39
I want more than that sweet little pussy, no matter how tempting it is. I want this,” he tapped my head, “and I want this,” he put a hand over my heart. “And before you ask, I don’t know why. Maybe on paper, we’re not a good fit. But the minute I saw you, I wanted to protect you, make you mine. I like it when you tell me the stuff going on in your brain. I like it when I can make that dimple pop out. I like it when your eyes go soft and you come calling out my name. I figure there’s plenty more about you that I’m going to like learning about.” p 44
She clutches my forearms, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “If you own me after you take me, does that mean I own you, too?” “You already own me, Megan. It doesn’t matter if you say yes or not. I’m yours.” She’ll kill me or save me tonight. Whatever she says next decides my fate. “I’m already fucking yours.” p. 50