Low Block — Casey Hagen

She called my c@ck a womb broom...She's the one-night stand who obliterates every other night, and every other woman. When I close my eyes I can still taste her on my tongue and feel her hair dragging over my thighs. The most expensive cognac pales in comparison.Even seven years later.When Marty Hayes needs something only I can give her, I'll do it without question. The liability is worth the risk.Once I have her in my arms, and bed, there's no chance in hell I'm letting her go.Now I just have to convince her to give me the one thing I want.Her.