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325 pages, ebook
First published November 23, 2020
I didn’t really have a type, except I guess I did and I guess he was it, because I’d never had such a hardcore physical reaction to someone, like some kind of reverse allergy.
I liked the humiliation, the dirty talk, and the sugary praise, all mixed together into one filthy cocktail. Liked the idea of being pretty, being spoiled, being dressed up and fussed over. And if there was spanking involved, call the goddamn coroner.
Yeah, I was a stone fox, but I was also a fucking idiot, and that was an acquired taste.
If he was trying to seduce me, it was working. If he was trying to fucking destroy me for anyone else who might try, he was definitely doing that too.
Leave it to me to have an existential crisis right before a date. Although really, these days it was kind of a weekly thing. If a midlife crisis was a real thing, mine was going to be a show.
I’m sorry you never got this before now, because it’s so clear you need it.” “I’m not,” I told him, shocked that I honestly meant it, after so many years— a whole lifetime, really— of waiting and wishing and wanting. “I didn’t just need this. I needed you.”
As much as I was drawn to chaos as an antidote to rigidity, what I really loved was calm. And he was swimming in it, pulling me into his orbit more every minute.
“The world needs a little more saving and a little less noise.”
One thing the specs left out though was the fit as fuck guy in a tight tshirt and gym shorts bent over in the driveway next door, washing his shiny, black SUV. Five minutes from work was great, but that ass was a fucking selling feature.
It wasn’t like I thought I was doing anything wrong. It wasn’t like I thought people should hide their kinks or be ashamed of the things that turned them on. But things I thought were fine for other people didn’t usually extend to fine for me.
“I’m into brats. Mouthy ones. And guys in panties are hot as fuck. Especially… You don’t see that many guys who look like you. Bigger. Built.”