You love that, don’t you?” I growled. “Being hammered by my cock… you must think you’re in… fucking… heaven.”Punctuation by cock thrust – the very best kind.

I didn’t marry the mob; I was born into it.

I felt like the end of an A-Team episode when everything worked out, and the heroes all got to go home and live happily ever after while the bad guys were put in jail. Except...

Elizabeth.”I feel my smile on my face as I understand what she is doing. Though it’s a strange one, she has a name-sound just like I do, and she’s telling me what it is. I...

that you’re going to not just scream my name, but forget yours.