The conclusion of the London Lovers series was completely satisfying, in so many ways. As Silas and Molly face one final (huge) hurdle to their relationship, it’s impossible not to root for them. Their chemistry is so hot that it burns right off the page, and their love makes my heart thump. Silas’s dirty talking, dominating ways are swoon worthy. If you have read the other London Lovers books, or even if you haven’t, you won’t want to miss this conclusion!
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And suddenly I knew that I could make her come just like this, without any of those finger tricks or tongue tricks I’d become so famous in certain circles for. Just by filling her, just by making her breathe and squirm around my dick, by making her feel the hard thickness that wanted only her pussy and no one else’s. And of course, whispering in her ear about all the filthy things I wanted to do to her while I had my hand over her mouth.
Of course, we both knew, deep down, that my growling orders and dark assertions were coupled with the certain knowledge that I would make sure she had just as much pleasure (if not more) than me. That was the topsy-turvy beauty of dominance and submission, something Castor and Julian had tried to explain to me several times but I’d never really understood. Until now.
This was the first time she’d ever willingly and intentionally submitted to me, and the act was so incredibly erotic and also so poignantly sweet that I warred between kissing her and shoving the first ring I could find on her finger or wrapping my hand in her hair and fucking her mouth until I came all over those freckled cheeks and that insolent mouth.
One empty bed.
One bold plan.
One tragedy that changes everything.
Silas Cecil-Coke is not a man who is easily dissuaded. So when Molly leaves his bed without a word of goodbye, he is even more determined to save her from her enemies and claim her as his bride. But neither of them are prepared for the betrayals and tragedies that await them before they can even approach the altar...