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262 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 26, 2021
“The second you entered my studio three months ago, you turned my world upside down. I knew my chances were next to nothing, but I didn’t even try to fight it. I fell for you, Caleb, and you changed me. Everything I am, everything I stand for, everything I’ve ever wished for, it’s all overthrown because now you are the most important. I want to build a life with you, Caleb.”
“This right here. That’s what I need. Your love. I don’t need anything else.”
He was my grand reward, my holy grail, my forever. He was the happiness I’d sought and never thought I could have.
“What would people say if they saw you now, Caleb? Spit’s running down your chin, your skin covered with my handprints, and your fucked-out hole’s so loose it’s dripping juices all over my nicest suit pants. Your poor cock drools cum as if you were in heat… They’d think you’re a filthy, depraved slut.”
“Purity is nonsense. A ridiculous, meaningless rule. My love for you—that’s pure. I’ve never felt as true as when I gave myself to you, Nate. In your arms, joined with you, I’m honest and alive.”
“You belong to me. You gave yourself to me, and you can never take it back. I own your gorgeous, sinful lips. Your delicious cock. Your nipples are mine to suck on, your beautiful ass mine to kiss and beat up and fuck hard. And I own your virgin womb, love. When you go into heat, I’ll fuck it open and soak it with my cum. You’ll love me for it so much. Even more than you love me now. I own your body. Your pleasure, your pain, every drop of slick. Mine. Your womb is meant for my cum.”
Caleb Massoud wasn’t for me to admire. Unattainable. Forbidden. I needed to rein in the attraction I felt, or I’d never see him again.
He was the happiness I’d sought and never thought I could have.
“Are you wet for me already? I can smell your slick. I want to taste it and fuck you with my tongue. Please, let me inside you. I need to get inside your hole.”
“Caleb, I’m so fucking in love with you.” He chuckled, a low, tired sound. “I know. I figured when you asked me to marry you an hour after our first kiss.”


