“Troublemakers like you deserve spankings,” Mack retorted, his voice low and growly. – Wes’s dick perked up. “Please, daddy.”
“Fuck.” Mack took a deliberate step backward, big arms crossing over his chest. – “Was that an invitation?” Wes purred, cocking his hip just so.
It doesn’t matter what obstacles you throw in the way of love, or how much you run in the other direction, because, when you’re least expecting it, whether you want it or not, love happens anyway.
One man’s passion, another man’s lies. Can love fix even the darkest of hearts?
He was Derek’s little brother. Totally forbidden fruit. But tasty, I bet.
How can you trust the man who tried to kill you?
Baseball stats make sense. People don’t.
He ran his hands over his lover’s back, over the hard globes of his ass. Over the fabric at first and then underneath the waistband and over the smooth skin hidden there.