Series: Defy Us #1
Release Date: February 17, 2020
You take it. At least I’m planning to.
Taking over my dad’s record label will prove once and for all I’m worthy of his love– and Sacrifice Records.
Too bad the dangerously handsome drummer from The Wakening of Gods can’t mind his own business.
Once he finds out my plan, Felix Sawyer threatens to expose the truth if I don’t give him what he wants most. Me.
I want her. It’s all I can think about.
Taking her gorgeous body and devouring her wicked mouth, finally making her mine– Sadie Bennett.
She might be the manager of the band, but I’m about to show the boss’s daughter who’s really in charge.
I know all of her dirty little secrets, and as long as she plays by my rules, I’ll keep them. And her.
He stands up from the desk and tucks his phone back in his shorts, leans down with his hands in his pockets and whispers in my ear. “I put it somewhere safe, Sadie.” His confidence wraps around me. My name sounds rich and warm on his perfect lips, like eating warm fudge on a cold night.
“Give me my shit back! You lied and said you haven’t seen it. Asshole!”
He grabs my half-bottle of grapefruit juice from my desk and guzzles it down, then tosses the bottle in the waste bin. “I never told you that.” He pauses for a few beats. “How would you feel if I wrote those things about you? And you found out about it?”
I don’t respond. Guilt washes over me like a tidal wave. I shouldn’t feel guilty about what I wrote, those words weren’t meant for anyone to see.
“I asked you a question, and I expect an answer,” he demands, and his words cause my chest to clench. I never like taking orders from anyone, but the way he says those words massages my ears.
“I’m your boss, remember?” My words come out shaky and small.
“Technically, but your dad writes our checks, not you, Thumbelina.”
“Embarrassed.” I finally answer his question.
Just shoot me now and put me out my misery.
“I jacked off in the shower a few times thinking about what you wrote about me.” He steps closer to me, and I step back, leaning against my desk. He yanks my ponytail gently, exposing my neck, and his eyes stay clinging on my mouth. I swallow thickly and hard, and I feel my pulse throbbing in my neck. His soft and supple lips trail down my neck like soft flower petals massaging my skin. My sex becomes wet and needy. So needy.
“I want your lips bruised and red from you sucking my dick. I want your pussy swollen. I want to fill your virgin mouth, pussy, and ass with my cum.” His warm breath tickles my cheek, and the hair on my skin stands at attention. “I’m starving for your pussy. You wouldn’t deny a starving man, now would you?”
Then he studies my reaction; my breath hitches. I’ve never had a man to talk dirty to me and his mouth is dirtier than Flint water.
“I guess you’ll have to starve.” I shrug. “When aliens land on our planet, then I might consider.” My voice is constricted with nervous.