I Put Da Ricks On Onyx Novels & Stories

His jaw flexing under my touch as he watches and I push back the sickness in my gut, reminding me how much I miss the thought of those sparks with every touch. “But you could help him,” I offer and give him my best puppy dog eyes. Onyx scoffs, but doesn’t remove my hand from his body. He enjoys it too much to call my attention to it, in fear of me talking my hand away. He leans forward, boring his eyes into mine, looking deep into my soul..

she ended giggling, and Onyx smiled. "You are a dangerous woman, Raven." Ophelia lifted her brows and laughed. "I'm one of the softest women you'll ever meet," she remarked, and Onyx raised his brow. "Really?" "Yeah, but that is only till you don't cross me," she grinned sinisterly, and Onyx laughed. "I'll keep that in mind."