If you lie there much longer, I’ll be tempted to tie you to the table legs and try buttering your ass instead of the toast.
Everything about him enveloped her, made her crave exactly this. His possession. In her mind something relaxed; the balance shifted. She welcomed every way he could touch her, the heat from his body, the atoms of his breath. Everything.
She’d run over Dankyo in an instant to get to Theo. Be a darn big bump in the road, but she’d do it.
As she reached back for the buckle, her fingers met Mr. Meisner’s. She jumped. “I can do this... Sir.” “Ah.” He brushed aside her fingers. “I see you’ve at least remembered the sir.” “One always calls gentlemen that, just as you--�...
His words thrummed in, deep, imprinting themselves on her very deepest, deepest, deep bits. “I believe I am your destiny. You are mine, as I am yours. We shall be one. So one that your air will be mine, your scent mine, your blood will fill my vein...
She wondered, ever so hopefully, if among these men she would find her holy grail – what she'd been saving herself for from the day she opened the pages of her first romance novel – the man with the ten inch purple-headed schlong. Fabio with his ...
He leaned in even closer until she could count the bristles on his poorly shaven chin. “But you’re pretty. You can stay. Turn around and spread your legs so I can fuck you up against the wire. I’ll get my cock in you so deep it’ll need a dire...
She inhaled his delicious male scent again. “Why do you smell so good?” “This.” He held up a small bottle. Eau de biker. “Fuck. I knew it,” she whispered.
Were there tingles in her downstairs department? Her pearly gates had gone into override and the doors were ready to burst open.
I have one important question to ask you before I kiss you.” Her eyes had possibly bulged out of their sockets. Not good. “What?” “Are you allergic to calamari?
She squeezed her eyes shut. “No.” “Excuse me?” She sniffed, opened her eyes then looked up. “No. I don’t wish you to leave.” His eyes changed from lukewarm to hot. The iron of the seat met her back. Oh yes, definitely she was the keeper...
