by Chloe Cox
That was what did it. She might be a lying sub, but she was a sub in need, and she faced her fear with courage. And that was his fucking kryptonite. He wanted her. He wanted to watch her stand up on her own two feet, and then get down on her knees for him. He wanted to protect her, and then fuck her until she forgot there was anything to ever be scared of. Until she forgot about all uncertainty, until there was only his control over her body, and the orgasms he would give her when he saw fit, like he was playing a goddamn symphony.
Christ, he wanted to see her come for him. Wanted to see her obey perfectly, wanted to see her face when he told her she was a good girl as he drove his cock into her wet hot heat.
Cole was going to find out who she was if it was the last thing he did.
But first, he wanted to see how she would handle herself when she clearly had no fucking clue what she was doing. He wanted to see who she was underneath all that armor.
And he was about to get his wish.
Because she had walked in just as Auction Night was getting started.
That’s it for now, lovelies! But PRIVATE DANCER comes out soon. If you want to know as soon as it’s available, sign up for my new releases list
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and I’ll also send you that Alien Hunger Bonus Chapters book. ’Till PRIVATE DANCER… xox Chloe
