BLACK SHEEP IS LIVE!!
HUNGRY, DIRTY, and TORN,
I’ve wanted her.
But to taint her perfect skin with my black touch would be a SIN.
So I made a pact with myself—
NEVER TOUCH NICOLE PALMER.
However, when she returns home from college, she’s different, and I’m not sure I can trust myself to keep my pact. I can’t submit to her TEMPTATION no matter how sweetly she begs because she’s the GOLDEN CHILD and I’m the BLACK SHEEP.
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place full of softness, light, and beauty, but while her hands on my skin felt
like a miracle, I also felt like my flesh was being ripped from my body.
Irrational fear struck me deep.
physically. Mentally, she’d fucked me up over the last seven years, but she
didn’t know she was doing it.
didn’t belong in Heaven—I didn’t belong in Paradise. I knew that, but my brain
ceased all functions the minute my lips touched hers.
I was beyond all rational thinking.
in her so completely, I forgot about her hands on me. I forgot she was touching my
scars inside and out—soothing them and breaking them open again all at the same
time. Her lips made me forget all the promises I’d made to myself over the
years—made me forget about the pact I’d made with myself.
cheek was like an electric shock to my body,
and I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. Her frame felt even smaller than it
looked in my grasp when I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to me. She
was soft against my hardness, limp in my arms as she let go with me.
to keep her from touching me. Typically,
I took control and remained in power, but when my tongue met hers, everything
inside me exploded.
clawed at me like a wildcat, tugging at my shirt and pulling me to her as if
she couldn’t get close enough.
were freaking me out, I wanted more.
me—inside me, lighting all the dark places where I hid my feelings for her—all
the dark places where the memories and monsters lived.
fueled me, forcing my black memories to the forefront and allowing her to
slowly destroy each one. She took away the pain and cleared my mind in the
strangest, most shocking way.
savored her. My craving for her, the one I’d tamed over the years, grew, as I pulled
her to me and thrust my hips. Seeking relief, I rubbed against her, her body
feeling better than anything I’d ever felt … even with our clothes between us.
every girl I’d climbed inside had been Nicole.
and I wasn’t taking it well. I hadn’t been okay with the situation since the
day she got her acceptance letter to Juilliard. She was a beautiful dancer, one
with grace and limbs that went for days, but knowing she was going to New York
alone left a sick feeling in my gut.
sick and demented fucks in the world. I’d go wild thinking about the terrible
things that could happen to her while she was hundreds of miles away from me. And
while I knew how badly she wanted Juilliard, I also knew how badly I wanted
her. How badly the desire to keep her safe burned through me on a daily basis.
my thoughts completely, her touch caused me to release an agonizing growl into
her mouth. I’d had women … too many, actually, but none of them had ever
touched me this way. Their fingers had never graced my dick, no matter how
badly I wanted it. My mind would never allow it.
as I thrust myself into her hand, seeking what I knew I could never have with
her. Every second I touched her, I darkened her with my shadowed sin.
crawled down my back, tightening my spine and making my entire body stiffen.
their perfect family, and given me a life I would’ve never gotten without them.
If it weren’t for them, I would’ve grown up on the streets, begging for food
with only the clothes on my back, and this was how I was repaying them.
the last thing I ever wanted to do was pass it to her—contaminate her
perfection. If I ever climbed inside her, she’d never be the same. Her light …
I’d extinguish it, bringing her into my darkness. That was the last thing I
wanted since Nicole’s light had always been a beacon for me, leading me to do
the right thing when the right thing was the last thing I wanted to do.
ruined me—and touching Nicole was the worst decision I’d ever made. The
addiction was instant, and I knew one day I’d overdose on her. Just like my
father and his heroin except with more pleasure and more pain.
I pushed her away.
trying to rid myself of her taste.
My craving would never let it happen.
and I held my hand out to keep her away. I was too weak for her. I’d always
been too weak for her.
Her white blond hair spilled from her bun, curtaining her beautiful face and
skimming her flawless skin. She was everything, and I was nothing. The two
could never mix.
perfection with my sin?
happened,” I breathed, trying to catch the air she’d stolen away from me.
and her lips reddened from my rough kisses.
perfect for anyone, especially me.
yelled, not thinking of who else could hear our conversation.