KJ

“I want him on his knees. I want him drowning in my pussy, and I want to scream his name as I come apart.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“But this isn’t just sex for me, Rachel,” Jake adds, his face solemn. “Hell, at this point, I’ll settle for just breathing your air. I’ll rub your feet on the couch after a long day. I’ll do your laundry. I’ll hold your purse while you shop for trail mix. That’s how crazy I am about you. I have to be me, and this is who I am. This is how I feel. Move in and be with me. With us. Whatever that looks like to you, we’ll figure it out. Just give me more than this nothing. I can’t bear another second of the nothing.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Caleb laughs too, dropping his hand away from me. “Don’t worry, Pop. It’s just a little team-building exercise.” He gives me a wink, his hand dropping back down between us to take mine. We’re the only two who know the truth: the Rays aren’t the team he’s talking about. Not at all.”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around

“Three platonic fuck buddies and a hyperactive dog. What could possibly go wrong?”
― Emily Rath, Pucking Around