Smut Reader Meaning Novels & Stories

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.

"What's wrong with it?" "Nothing. I didn't say anything was wrong with it. I just said it's the kind of thing only you would read." "It's a good read. Sharpens the mind. Forces you to sit with hard questions instead of running from them." "Don't waste your breath selling it. I'm not buying." "What do you read, then?" "I'd rather not say." His brow lifted. "Are you one of those people who reads smut?" The flat, plain way he said it had me covering my face with both hands.

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