R L Kenderson

First, he took my heart. It started as a high school romance, both of us planning to escape after graduation. He, from his family's reputation, and me, from my father's control. But all that changed the summer before college. Charged with a crime he hadn't committed, he was whisked away from life, never to be heard from again. Then, he takes my body. Twelve years later, he's back-bigger, tougher, and harder around the edges. He's no longer the boy I fell in love with. And I'm no longer the girl who gave him her heart... Everything's changed between us. But when darkness falls, he comes to me at night, taking what is still his. Now, he's going to take my soul. When the lines between our old love and our new hate begin to blur, I know that, this time, I might not survive if he leaves.

Texting the wrong number never felt so right. It started with a not-so-innocent text that I'd meant to send to the guy I was casually dating. Things had been moving slowly, and I'd decided it was time to spice things up. Me: I need you to come over. I want to feel you inside me.Him: Who is this?Me: Indy. Who's this?Him: Wrong number.Me: Oh crap. I'm sorry.Him: I'm not. What's your address? Now, I have to decide whether I want to block him and text the guy I meant to in the first place. Or do something outrageously bold and tell him to come over. Me: . . .

OliviaWhen I met Tommy, I knew he was a grade-A jerk. After all, the first thing he said to me was that my orgasms must suck and be super boring. I didn't even know the guy. And he certainly didn't know me.TommyI might not have known Olivia, but I knew her kind. Strong and confident to the world, but behind closed doors, she needed a good, hard f*ck.Several years later, we meet up again, and I offer to be the man to do that for her.But is she ready for all I have to give? Because I want her to take it all.