Bills, Bills, Bills

I’m too weak to stop them, too tired to fight them. But when my strength returns later, there’ll be hell to pay and Reyes will wish his Black Card had the power to foot that motherfucking bill. 

~Torrigan, Untitled story

The Original Billionaire Brothers

(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)

by Molly Grayson

Not A Lady In The Street, Just A Freak In The Bed

I get guys like their women dirty. I do. I’ve heard Usher and Ludacris singing about freaks in the bed often enough. But at some point, tooling around with whatever ho spreads her legs wide enough and for the most guys quits being hot and becomes sad. And at that point, being the guys sticking it to her is no longer sexy. It’s pathetic. 

Tonight’s group grope is sad. My boys are pathetic, and their bang bunny is a pitiful, little ho. 

~Torrigan, Untitled story

The Original Billionaire Brothers 

(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)

by Molly Grayson 

Hug Me Baby This One Time

Puppies are cute. Baby chicks are cute. Kittens, guinea pigs, and fluffy freaking bunnies. Those things are cute. But women? They’re hot. They’re sexy. They’re a good time between the sheets. The one thing they are not is cute. Except Torrigan is. She’s so cute it’s sickening. And yet I’m not sick. I’m fascinated, and I want to hug her. 

Jesus, I want to hug her. I don’t even hug my mother.

~Reyes, Untitled story

The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)

by Molly Grayson

Get Off The Pot, Lancelot!

Gannon acts like some White Knight of the Round Toilet. But he’s not Lancelot, and she’s my Guinevere.

~Reyes, Untitled

The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)

by Molly Grayson

Catch My Breath or Bed My Angel?

I need a second, a breather before I do something stupid. Like sweep her off her feet, carry her to the nearest bed of roses, and fuck her until the only name she knows is mine. 

~Reyes, Untitled story

The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)

by Molly Grayson

Molly & Mia Come Together For Teasetastic Tuesday

I remember the first time I met Fear. 

I was five.

Then came Death.

I was nine.

After that was Abandonment.

I was eleven.

Then I met an angel.

I was twenty-two.

The funny thing, 

my angel was far more dangerous 

than the three previous combined.

Why?

Because she could do the one thing they didn’t.

She could break me.

And I could break her.

I wasn’t sure which of those scared me more.

~Reyes, Untitled story

The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)

by Molly Grayson

“It’s him I don’t trust.”

Her words would cut Thane, and they should. 

Trust came easy to some. It came hard to others. But Delancey? She gave trust to no one, and her loyalty wasn’t offered. It was earned. 

“It’s Thane who doesn’t deserve my loyalty.”

Sebastian remained silent. Delancey was right. Thane’s deception had shattered her trust and demolished her loyalty. He’d done damage he might not be able to repair. Sebastian couldn’t find it in himself to care. 

Fuck me once, shame on you.

Fuck me twice, shame on me.

~In Love, There Was You

The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 2

by Mia Ashlinn

Batteries Not Included?

What does she think about being in bed with a man while surrounded by another woman’s belongings? Does it bother her? It bothers me. Those are my things, and Reyes is my man. He’s my love. But she gets him. She has him while I’m as lonely as a vibrator without batteries. 

~Torrigan, Untitled story

The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)

by Molly Grayson