Are you sure I can’t go over there and Lorena Bobbitt his ass?

And on the point-zero-five percent chance that I do lose, it’ll get her on my bike, spreading her legs to straddle the leather and steel. No matter how much I’ve stuck to my self-imposed rule...

I believe this is yours.” I hand her the last dart in my hand. “And this is mine.” I cup her face in my hands before she can think anything else, and I kiss her.

I’ve always had a thing for Carmyn Rafferty. She carries herself as a reserved and proper woman, but I see a tension in her. A slight glitch in some of her movements lets me know...

Carmyn drops her glass from her lips first and bites into the slice of lime she’s holding in her other hand. Her lips wrap around the flesh of the fruit, and my dick flexes in...

Oh, hell no!” I yell at them. They are not about to negotiate as to whether they get to see my goods. “Denton, I swear to God, if you come over here, I am sending...

What I’m realizing is that a broken heart isn’t a solitary event. There is the initial shatter, but then there are repeat breaks, creating more and more shards. A word that reminds you of what...