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246 pages, ebook
First published June 4, 2021
The house was empty. However, there was another level to explore before I could be certain.
No. Don’t be stupid. Think before you—
Too late.
I put one foot on the staircase and climbed.

Even in a grief-filled forest after being marched by my killer, my body reacted.
His fingers tightening around the paper-thin skin of my ankle.
I swayed as the chemicals in my blood made me useless and utterly incapable of being rational.

His bare cock thickened, smeared in mud and rain,
guiding my foot down his chest until my dirty toes pressed against his cock instead of his heart.
His teeth bit into his lower lip as he rocked his hips against my sole, rubbing his hardness against me, uncaring of the filth,
The fact that we were filthy.
That he’d come inside me and now licked me clean.
It was disgusting. It was mind-blowing.
Two naked, dirty people who despised each other, sharing a respite from the rain with chocolate.





“My cock had an unwavering obsession with her. It wanted to be inside her more than it wanted food.”

“She’d made me angry enough, lust-fogged enough to grab that grotesque thing between my legs and touch it.”

“Hello? Is anyone up there? My name’s Gem, and I would really love to chat.”
“MY EYES COULDN’T GET used to the harsh brightness of the screaming light bulb above me. White haze danced over my sight, obscuring the barren cell that I’d woken in.
I didn’t know how long I’d been locked in the dark, but it’d been long enough to have to use the bucket I’d found in the corner and drink out of the tap like some trapped animal.”
”Why? I have no intention of calling you Gemma.”
“Ah-ha!” Her eyebrows shot up. “So...you were listening.” She softened, her hair dancing over her dirty shoulder. “Gem. Call me Gem and—”
“I told you. I don’t care what your name is.”
She gritted her jaw and balled her hands, another dose of fire appearing on her gorgeous face. “You will care. I’ll make you care.”
“My stomach cramped, and I dropped my arms to hug there instead of my chest. “What do I have to do to convince you to leave? What if I promise to come get you the moment I’m done? Then I’ll let you watch me shower. Then you can touch me, command me, use me in any position you want...all you have to do is let me have a few moments alone.”
“A few escaped, sliding down my cheeks.
I swiped at them but couldn’t stop the many droplets following swift behind.
All I wanted to do was use the toilet.”


“Up till now, I’d dabbled with the idea that I could get him to like me. That the way he watched me meant there was a feeling, breathing male beneath all the coldness. I’d had hopes that by giving him my body, he might give me something greater in return.
He had that capacity inside him.
I’ve seen it.”

“Please...whatever your name is. Please, don’t do this.” God, why hadn’t I pushed for his name? Why didn’t I try harder to connect with him? He needed connection. He needed something.
He needs help.”
“Where he finally gave in to accepting something existed between us. Something neither of us was looking for nor wanted, but something that couldn’t be denied.”
“And I suggest you open your damn eyes. There’s something more between us. We both know it. We both don’t want it. We both wish it didn’t exist, and neither one of us understands how it happened, considering we would rather kill each other than be kind. You need to let me go. You need to admit the real reason you can’t is because you’re starting to feel something.” Her cheeks blazed, and her nipples pebbled as her skin puckered with goosebumps.”
“I’d just signed my own bill of sale by going behind his back and forcing a connection when he didn’t want one.” —Third a kiss.








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