“What do you want, Nicole? Right here, right now, in this moment, what do you want?” I ask, putting it all on the line… pride, love, all of it.
She rolls her eyes. Damn, this girl. She’s fucking amazing. I grin.
“Dumbass, a true dumbass,” she tells me. Then she leans forward, her face right a breadth away from mine. “What do I want?” she asks.
“You. Every single dumbass, stubborn, idiotic piece of you,” she tells me.
“As far as declarations of love go, that one needs some work.”
Don’t hurt me, but I’m going to be pushing back the release date of Ballad by a couple of weeks to October 8th. Moving took much more time than I expected and, honestly, we are STILL unpacking and organizing things. It’s insanity.
Also, This book is different. I’ve never written a book like this before, so it’s challenging and I want to get it right. I refuse to put out a book that is shitty just for the sake of meeting a date. I’d rather push back that release date and give you the book you deserve.
If you are planning on yelling at me, all PMs should be directed to Janelle. LMAO KIDDING!!!
Oh fuck, they have Coley dancing on a platform in her skin tight pink outfit and fuck me heels. I reach down and adjust my erection. Just a couple strokes of my cock and I’d come. Just from watching her. I’m so pathetic.
The way her hips swivel and sway, her tits bouncing as she dances. I groan inwardly. I need to fuck and I need to fuck hard. I’ll pick someone tonight to get off with. I don’t give a fuck who she is but I’m going to make sure she has red hair because I know even though I’m fucking a stranger, it’ll be Coley’s face I’m seeing.
Super short snippet from Ballad (Rockstar #5) Coming Sept 24!!
“I don’t think you understand what you’re asking of me, Coley.”
“I’m not asking for anything, Ben.” I shrug. “I just thought you might like to have some fun but obviously you’re not up for it.” I pause and look down at the erection straining behind his zipper. “Or maybe you are but you’re too afraid of anything more than a random fuck.” I give him one last look and shrug again as I turn to walk in the direction Lucian just went. “Your loss,” I call over my shoulder.