It’s both feverish hot and devastatingly sad.

Sierra Simone has released another shockwave into the erotic/taboo genre of romance. Because yes, it’s fucking hot that I shouldn’t be kissing her, I shouldn’t be begging to see her most secret place, my hand shouldn’t be covering hers as it slides up her thigh-but it’s also bad. That word, forbidden, spikes through my mind, bringing with it equal spikes of lust and fear. I bite at her ear, at her jaw, my hand finding hers as it pulls her skirt up, so that I’m helping her do it, that we’re doing it together, this forbidden act, this forbidden revelation. She lets out a shaky breath, her hand dropping from my lapel to her skirt, which she slowly rucks up to her waist as I devour her lips once more, as I bury my face in her neck and kiss every sliver of skin exposed above her collar. Like I’ll actually combust if I don’t get this one thing, this one small sight of her secret place. “Yeah.” My voice is so ragged right now, so desperate, and fuck, I’ve never felt this frantic before. “My…cunt?” She says the word like she’s never said it out loud before. “I want to see your cunt,” I say hoarsely, lifting my head. It’s suddenly all I can think about, all I can want or crave, just one glimpse, just a peek. Even through the clothes, I can feel her heat, her shameless rolls hinting at where she goes soft and wet between her legs.įuck, I want to see it.

“Zenny,” I mumble against her lips, some valiant part of me recognizing that this is far, far beyond the kiss she asked for, and also recognizing that I’m going to come all over the inside of my Hugo Boss suit pants if she keeps it up.

My brother used to be a priest, and he only has one word for me. I don’t believe in goodness or God or any happy ending that isn’t paid for in advance. I’m not a good man, and I’ve never pretended to be. Nook: sierrasim.one/nooksinner Add to Goodreads: sierrasim.one/GRsinner Designer: Letitia Hasser from RBA Designs

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