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314 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 25, 2024
“Drunken weddings for the win.”
“You make me feel fragile in a way I’ve never allowed before. And I like it. A lot. Please don’t break me.”
“Mine to use and cherish and play with. Is that what you want, Kipp? To be treated like the precious babydoll you are?” Fucking hell. I drop my head to the wall, panting into the steamy air. “Words, sweetheart.” “Yes,” I whisper, licking my lips. “Yes. Please.”
Doll. Fuck, why is that so hot? I shouldn’t want to be compared to something pretty and delicate and oftentimes feminine, should I?
“Good doll.” Holy fucking hell.
«It’s going to hurt no matter how much further I fall. I might as well enjoy the plummet.»
"He's comfort. He's home. With him, everything quiets. Everything stills.
"It's so loud sometimes. Up here," I say, pointing to my head. "There are opinions and deadlines and second-guessing and...
Just a lot of noise, all
the time. But Teddy... He makes it quiet."
“You realize I’m never going to be able to let you go?” he says hoarsely, as if that’s a bad thing. “You’re min, Kipling. You’re fucking mine.”
“That man has the power to bring me to my knees. He's gorgeous, and he wants, and I would do anything to keep him. To make him mine."