Cressida’s Confession

(before you turn the page)

I never thought I’d be the girl who ends up in a shitty motel room with two hard cocks and no regrets.

But here I am, heart slamming, thighs already slick, writing this down because if I don’t get it out of my head I might combust.

Jaxon’s been mine for eight months—possessive in the quiet way that makes my knees weak, the kind of man who fucks like he’s claiming territory every single time. Rylan? His cousin. The one who’s been crashing on our couch all summer, walking around shirtless, smirking like he knows exactly what I look like when I come....