Jenika Snow

Be a good girl and come here and sit on my lap.”

I guess it left such a gross taste in my mouth— figuratively and literally—I had never wanted to try it again.

So yeah, I was inexperienced in all that. But the way he looked at me made me want to be so experienced... with him.

Just a look from him had set fire to my skin, had my flesh tightening, and had goose bumps forming all over my arms and legs.

Do I know you?” My voice was soft and low, but there was no mistaking the heated quality to it. And if I heard it, surely he could as well.

“Not yet, you don’t,” he said with such a purpose that my heart skipped a beat in my chest. “But you will.”

The amount of certainty in his voice could have been considered arrogant, but not the cocky kind. It was the kind that told me this man was used to getting what he wanted. And he got what he wanted by working