Stephanie

“He’d left soul prints on me.  I could never say no to Kick . . . I could never deny the pull his heart had”
― Nina Levine, Relent

“What’s got you smilin’ like a bitch who just had good cock?” I was interrupted by a sexy drawl.
I looked up to see Nash leaning against the door frame, arms crossed in front of him, sexy smirk plastered on his face. He was tall, all muscle and ink; he exuded a couldn’t-give-a-fuck attitude. Nash was one of the cockiest men I had ever met and the women flocked to him.
I rolled my eyes. “Can a woman not smile unless she’s had cock?” I asked.
He uncrossed his arms and pushed away from the door frame; coming towards me, “No, sweet thing, it all comes down to cock.”
“Well, I hate to tell you, Nash, but this woman hasn’t had any today, and yet I am still smiling. I think your theory is a little off.” I loved bantering back and forth with him.
He raised his eyebrows. “J’s fallin’ down on the job there sweetheart. You sure you don’t want to jump ships? I’ve got all you’ll ever need,” he grinned at me, opening his arms wide in an inviting gesture.”
― Nina Levine, Storm

“Leaning over to J, I asked, “Why did you choose Nash to get me to the wedding?” “You love him, and I love you.  Plus, Nash knows how to handle you; knows how to calm you and I figured you might need that today.”  He grinned at me.  “I’m trying to change my asshole ways, babe.  Trying to get along with that fucker for you.”
― Nina Levine, Storm MC Collection

“When I’m in the middle of fucking you with my mouth, you don’t interrupt.  You can have my cock, but it’ll be when I decide it’s time.  Do you understand?”
― Nina Levine, Slay