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366 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 14, 2016
“I put myself back together as best as I could, but I was sure that parts of me were broken permanently.”
“A kiss that couldn’t fade.
A kiss that could go on forever.
A kiss that could last.
Instead of what it really was—a last kiss.”
“And I pretended it was the kind of kiss that could make all that possible. The kind of kiss that could seal and bind and change and forgive. A kiss that couldn’t fade. A kiss that could go on forever. A kiss that could last.
Instead of what it really was – a last kiss.”
“Pleasing him wasn’t just satisfying – it was necessary for my own happiness, just as his happiness depended on my obedience.”
“My love for you is so ferocious, so dominating that I'm possessed by it. It changes who I am. It makes me someone different and yet I'm more who I've always believed I am than I ever have been.“
“I was tired of fighting it – no matter what I did or said, I belonged to him. I always would.”["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>
Whoever had decided that damnation was fire and brimstone was wrong. Hell was cold and ice and emptiness. Hell was watching the one I'd grasped to so tightly slip through my fingers.
I'd let him in, let him consume me and yet I'd still kept him at a distance, even when I knew he'd tried to let me in.
You feel me...
Right now you feel me, Emily. That's where I am- inside you. All the time, I'm there. No matter whose bed you sleep in."
But, oh, how I craved any risk the man offered- including the danger of love.
Then he was inside me- bruising me, breaking me. Tearing me into a hundred pieces that all belonged to him.
I was so completely taken with the man in front of me. He was the master of my heart and body. Maybe even the master of my soul.
I'd never thought I was fit to glimpse heaven until I put my head between your thighs...
The taste of you should be forbidden. It's the fruit that causes gods to war."
My love for you is so ferocious, so dominating that I'm possessed by it. It changes who I am. It makes me someone different and yet I'm more who I've always believed I am than I ever have been.
“A kiss that couldn’t fade.
A kiss that could go on forever.
A kiss that could last.
Instead of what it really was—a last kiss.”
"I hated him. Hated every terrible wonderful emotion he inspired within me. Hated how completely and perfectly he mastered me."
“I can’t control myself when I’m inside you.” His voice was ragged and threadbare. “I want to tear you apart. I want to rip you to shreds.” He moved both of his hands to grasp my thighs, tilting my pelvis so that his thrusts hit even deeper. “I want to destroy you. Want to fuck you to pieces. Want to shatter you. Want to break you.”
"My love for you is so ferocious, so dominating that I'm possessed by it. It changes who I am. It makes me someone different and yet I'm more who I've always believed I am than I ever have been."
LAST KISS was an amazingly beautiful & erotic & exciting romance!!! The perfect ending to Emily & Reeve's story!
And then he could be sweet, which was the most terrifying part about him of all. Because it made me think there could be more to what we had than just satisfying sex. It made me start to dream about the possible, it made me even more comfortable in my submission, it made me trust fully, and I’d learned long ago that was the surest way to a broken heart.
“I can’t control myself when I’m inside you.” His voice was ragged and threadbare. “I want to tear you apart. I want to rip you to shreds.” He moved both of his hands to grasp my thighs, tilting my pelvis so that his thrusts hit even deeper. “I want to destroy you. Want to fuck you to pieces. Want to shatter you. Want to break you.”
I had no choice but to surrender. No choice but to give in. No choice but to let go. I was a kite and Reeve held the string, tugging me this way and that until I was soaring on a gentle breeze.
“Who does all this belong to, sweet little Molly?”
“It’s yours.” I push myself into his hand between my legs. His making me tell him I belong to him is doing things to me. I can feel the moisture flood between my thighs.
“Show me where you want my mouth. Open it for me.”