[Rosco’s POV]Denali doesn’t speak as she takes me in with a mixture of embarrassment and vulnerability. I was sure that she didn’t expect things to go this way, but I did what I did for this specific purpose. Since she wasn’t willing to openly say that she was beginning to like me, I had to force i
Not needing anymore of a response, I’m swooping in, pressing our mouths together while the crowd around us begins to cheer, but soon they once again disappear, and Denali is all I can see, hear, smell, feel, and taste.When we pull apart, her eyes are dark, and a look of hunger rests in them.“Do yo
[Denali’s POV]My body shivers with both anticipation and nervousness while Rosco’s skillful fingers begin to slowly rub circles along my clit. And when he moves forward and dives between my folds with his tongue, convulsions of delight race through me.This was happening. It was actually happening,
“Well,” he chuckles, running a hand through his spiked hair. “There are ways…”“Just let me,” I whisper, slowly freeing his dick so I could get a full view of it. “You’re…” I gasp, not missing the barbells that trail along the back of his shaft. “Pierced?”Goddess, he was already so big, and now I w
[Rosco’s POV]Make love to her.Make love to her.Make fucking love to her.Denali was asking me to make love to her. Smirking, I stare down into her darkening eyes while her heat presses against me, tempting me to take her with each passing minute.Make love. I didn’t want to fucking make love. I w
[Denali’s POV]The feel of a tongue rubbing against my clit while a finger works me rouses me from my blissful slumber. It seemed that everything Rosco and I did the night before just wasn’t quite enough. Would this become a regular occurrence? Honestly, I wasn’t too opposed to it, especially when h
“And there was a time our fathers were considering marrying us off to each other,” he continues, causing my heart to squeeze painfully. “But I refused. In the end, Nadia didn’t like that, so she tried to force me into marrying her by plotting against me.”“Plot?” I repeat, raising a brow. “How?”“Sh
[Denali’s POV]“Denali, you came!”Anastasia rushes forward and throws her arms around me while I fight the urge to grimace. After returning from our impromptu business/honeymoon trip, I received a phone call about Anastasia’s dress rehearsal for her wedding. Of course, I was required to be there si