Slap Shot (D.C. Stars Book 3)

He doesn’t know about the envelope Lucy is grabbing from her desk drawer. He’s clueless about the adoption papers she begged me to file so Hudson could legally be her dad.

“Looks like I’m not the only one who likes when you play with knives.”

Depraved thoughts I’ve never dreamed of before race through my head. I wonder what it would be like to fuck her with the handle of one. I wonder what it would look like with her cum all over it, how it would taste when I licked it clean, and smug satisfaction rolls through me.