Fifty Shades of Styles (3 book series)

"Say my name," he whispered on the top of my lips while digging his fingers into my hips as he hoisted me up. I wrapped my legs around his torso. "Harry," I uttered. "You and I both know. That. Is. Not. My name," he said between the kisses that he placed down my neck. "Say my name." He grabbed my face and looked dee...

Stop Playing Innocent // COMPLETED

"Whatever." "You're so fucking beautiful." "Oh, stop it with the cheesiness." "And blind, apparently", he pulls me against him by my waist. // All Rights Reserved © 2016 Dashaiya