MY TABOO STEP DADDY
“Panther, fucking come on, now’s not the time.”
Panther pushes against my slacks, threatening to tear out of my zipper.
Chain-smoking has never outranked my testosterone spike. If I’m not balls deep inside Bunny in the next twenty-four hours, I’ll die of erectile dysfunction.
My eyes lock onto hazel ones, scowling at me. Kidnapping her was way easier than expected for a military agent. She trusted the wrong people. Now she's mine.
Her room is covered in pink: lights, walls, ceiling, tiles, and furnishings, with a large, pink Barbie toy house stationed at the side of her bed.