24 Quotes by Shayla Black

With a smile, Jack sheathed himself with a condom from the nightstand, then rolled on top of her, a steamy kiss on his lips as he covered her mouth. A new swell of desire rolled in her belly as Jack probed at her entrance.

The air of innocence remained, still begging corruption.

Curiosity could be almost as powerful as desire.

That was bad news. Terrible. The worst.

The sensation of being owned rushed through her bloodstream, unlike anything else she’d ever experienced. Between them, wrapped in their passion, she felt small, female, possessed... and shockingly submissive. Just like the night she’d taken them both into her mouth and pleased them, she wanted to give them everything she could, whatever would thrill them. She felt desperate to show them how much she yearned to give to herself.

He just wasn’t good at being a cross between a teddy bear and just a friend.