Manhandled: a Rockstar Romantic Comedy (Hammered book 2)
“My cock was still as hard as the handle of the chef’s knife, but at least my jaw had unlocked.
What the hell had I been thinking, dragging her into that shower?
I hadn’t been thinking, that was the problem.
All I could think about was budging her out of that comatose state. I never would have pegged her as the hide-under-the-covers type, but then again, I was wrong more than I was right when it came to this woman.
She laughed when I was sure she was going to cry, she screamed at me despite the fact that I outweighed her by at least a hundred pounds and had tactical training. She didn’t respect a damn thing about my job or the fact that I was working overtime to keep her safe.
And I wanted to lift her against the nearest flat surface and fuck her until I was blind. Until her screams ended in groans, and I could breathe around the ball of insanity living in my chest.
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