" Before I can stop myself I whisper, “How do I taste?” He props himself up on his forearms and his breath tickles my ear. “Fucking incredible.” He licks and nips at my neck. “But—” His eyes rake up and down my body. “That's the thing about forbidden fruit. It always tastes the sweetest.” I "

― Ashley Jade , Blame It on the Shame (Blame It on the Shame, #1)