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“Really?” I call after him. “You light a fire, and now you run?” “Not exactly,” he says, extending a hand toward me from the other side. “I want to run with you. Come on. I’ll carry you over.” Where Are We? I look at his outstretched hand, wanting nothing more than to go to him….

We all turn. It’s Nathan, Serena’s boyfriend, in a white button-down and navy chinos, ginger curls mussed like he’s been running his hands through them. His freckles are very visible, displaying the worry on his face. “I’ve been looking for you,” he says. “You brought me here and just left me. What are you all…

A voice interrupts. “Knox? Sloane?” We both turn. Jade. Standing ten feet away, blinking at us like we’re ghosts. Next to him is a woman who’s a slightly older version of Sloane. Maybe a cousin ora sibling. I let go of Sloane, and she steps back, smoothing her expression. “Serena. Jade,” she says. Serena smirks….

He doesn’t budge. “You want obsession? I broke my arm with a hammer for you. How about that?” “Great,” I deadpan. “You’re a psychopath.” I lean in, grab his leg, and yank. He tries to resist, gripping the edge of the seat with his good hand, but he doesn’t have enough strength or balance. The…

“I mean-we’ve been friends for almost eight years-“ “Ten,” I correct without missing a beat. Cu can’t. The Problem is Sex He nods. “Ten. I did that on purpose so you could see how unreasonable you’re being. We’ve known each other too long for my brother to come between us. That’s what he does, Sloane….

Slowly. The movement drags against every quivering, hypersensitive nerve in my ass, and something in me snaps. I don’t know if s another orgasm or the same one stretching into infinity, but I seize. Full body. Hands locked. Legs twitching. I’m not just trembling-I’m tremoring. I’m sobbing and gasping at the same time, trapped inside…

His mouth crashes against mine with zero warning-hot, rough, claiming. His teeth nip my bottom lip, just enough to sting, and his tongue follows to soothe it. I moan, helpless against the sheer heat of it, my fingers bunching in the front of his shirt. When he finally releases me, I’m breathless. Unsteady. He doesn’t…

He clears his throat and speaks first. “I am trying to think of a decent reason why you’d want to help Finn, he says, voice steady. “He broke an arm, not his spine. He has Delilah. If you think he needs help, it can be arranged-without you being there. So what’s the problem? Is there…

Not decorative. Not metaphorical. A cage with iron bars and a latch. To the left, a long padded bench sits beneath mounted metal rings. Its purpose is far too obvious, the spanking bench. Chains hang from the ceiling. Leather straps. Padded cuffs. Paddles of varying thickness line the far wall beside something that looks suspiciously…

“What the hell,” she gasps. “Mmm.” I smile, eyes still closed, licking her gently while trying not to get sprayed in the damn eyes. Half Blind She twitches and pulls back, too sensitive, but I don’t let up completely. Instead, I raise my head and keep my fingers inside her, curling them again as my…