Tashia

“I’m sorry I pushed you away.” His apology is so soft. “I’m so sorry I failed you. So many times.” “You didn’t,” I whisper. “I did,” he whispers back. “But I’ll never fail you again. So long as there is breath in my body, I’ll never fail you again.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Have I ever told you how sexy you are?” King’s voice is husky, and my nipples practically spring to life. I shake my head. “I don’t think you have.” “Then shame on me.” He pushes the shirt off my shoulders. “Because you, Little Wife, are what wet dreams are made of.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“Please stop pushing me away. It’s okay if you don’t love me yet. Just don’t—” King closes the distance, his big palms cupping my face. “There is no yet, Savannah Baby.” His thumbs brush across my cheeks. “Please stop crying. I love you too fucking much to watch you cry.”
― S.J. Tilly, King

“King might have his flaws, but pussy eating skills aren’t one of them.”
― S.J. Tilly, King