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Rising on his tiptoes, he sank his fingers into Angelo’s hips and plunged into him, unleashing all the anger and pain and fear.

And the love.

All the love he was so afraid to voice.

My shaylas 😣

“Sometimes it scares me how natural this is,” Gabe whispered. “How I don’t question the way I feel about you. I don’t think anyone else can make me feel like I’m fucking melting every time I look into their eyes. But you do.” He grabbed a fistful of Angelo’s hair and yanked his head back. “Every single time, you do.”

🥺🥺

They humped each other, cocks bumping, as they kissed, tongues gliding. Gabe inhaled Angelo’s hunger, taking it into his body and making it his. Need clawed at his spine, his cock aching, dripping, and he knew what he would give Angelo.
Something they both needed. Wanted.

💥💥

“Damn it, Gabe.” Pagan wrenched out of his hold and grabbed his shoulders. “Tell me what you want.”

“To kiss you.” The words tumbled from his lips, harsher than he intended. “Just once. To know what it’s like. What you taste like.” Pagan’s eyes darkened. “Maybe then I’ll be able to forget you.”

I love them so so much

This is on of the cheesiest, lamest, insta-love books ever. If it weren’t for a challenge I’d DNF.