Lucy Score

There’s a difference between taking care of someone because you love them and taking care of someone because you want them to love you,”

People were odd. They said things they didn’t mean and did things that bore no relationship to what they said. I found them unpredictable, and therefore uncomfortable.

Dominic Russo was trying to take care of me.

“Tell me, baby,” he demanded.

“What are you saying?”

“I wasn’t looking for you. But I still found you.”

“I’m saying I found you. And I’m not fighting it anymore. You’re mine.”

“You’re scaring the hell out of me, Dom,”

Are you ready for me, baby?”

“Or maybe,” he whispered against my lips, “I just want to know what it feels like to have your smart mouth wrapped around my cock.”