Aeron Romanov-Reed személy

Two things I have always been sure about.
One, my dad wasn't as bad as the media makes him out to be – he was worse.
And two, don't let a girl with pretty eyes fuck you.

Respect is the only way you get anywhere in life, and I know when to give it and when I should be getting it.

You live by the dagger and pistol and you die by the dagger and pistol.

„Take my car, but don't fucking leave without kissing me.”

His voice is unlike any voice I have heard before. It's low, yet soft. Harsh, yet lazy. It is everything while being nothing.

I turn my head sideaways and see his tattooed fist beside my face. His body is heavy on top of mine.
„No,” he answers simply.
„No?” I reply, waiting for him to elaborate.
He must lean down because his lips come to the back of my ear. „No,” he repeats through a whisper.
I gulp. I'm going to ignore what my body is doing right now, because it's being a sick, demented slut, so I clench my thighs together.
His body stiffens.
Oh shit. Did he feel that?

I fist her shirt this time and yank her into me forcefully. Glaring down at her, she looks up at me, and I'd bet my bottom dollar those eyes would work on every man walking this earth – but I'm not every man, and she's fucking annoying me.

I like a submissive girl who knows when to be submissive.

Vigyázat! Felnőtt tartalom.

My hand slows as I fastened one cuff to the small poles in the headboard, my cock swelling in my pants.
I lick my lips, grinning, my eyes on hers. Then my thumb goes to her lower lip. „Well, damn, princess, with these lips around my cock and those pretty fucking eyes peering up me like this, I might just stay down here.”