Page 92 of We The Depraved
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“Well….what do you think? I figure we’re still in that honey moon faze,” Niki shrugs his shoulders.
“Goddamn, I’m going to ride your face so hard for this one,” I pull him down into a heated kiss, then break away to stare at my prize.
He laughs. “You’re a wizard, Sage!”
My heart feels oddly content. I never thought that I would meet someone that would complete me and drive me up the fucking wall.
“Don’t bother getting dressed,” the words drip from my lips.
Carefully, I put the tickets to the wizarding world out of the way, along with the deed to The Crescent.
I have sweet, debauched, immoral plans for my husbands tongue.
He is mine.
I am his.
We are depraved.
