“He Reached Out To Smooth His Fingers Gently Across Her Wrist, As If He Was Trying To Apologize To

“But I guess I should know better by now, shouldn’t I? No one can control you. No one can bind you by rules or put you in a box or rein you in. You’re Salem. You’re probably why they name hurricanes and natural catastrophes after girls like you.”

My Darling Arrow by Saffron A. Kent

“I’m —”

I lean in then and smell the triangle of his throat, cutting him off.

It’s something that I’ve been wanting to do ever since I saw that patch of skin in his office a few days ago.

And now that he’s here, I couldn’t stop myself from giving in and I was right.

I was so fucking right.

His scent is thicker here.

Thicker and headier and I have to open my mouth to take it in.

Leather and cigar smoke.

With a hint of cherries.

That’s new though and I wonder if I can lick it too. I wonder if I could take a bite out of it, his throat. Just to see if it tastes the same as it smells.”

Hey, Mister Marshall by Saffron A. Kent

“Her tears. That burned my skin when they fell on me.”

A Gorgeous Villain by Saffron A. Kent

“It was always you, Gabriel.” He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her gently, as if his soul was begging to be joined to hers.“It was always you, Julianne. Only you.”

He gets to his knees, reaching back to push his shoes off and get his trousers and boxers past his feet. Then he rips off my knickers.

“Bra,” he says urgently, reaching under my back as I arch. One flick has the clasp undone, and one yank has if off and on the floor with the rest of our clothes. “Let’s call that foreplay,” he declares, taking his arousal and guiding it to between my thighs. “Does my queen object?”

“Nope.”

“Good.” He sinks in smoothly on a ragged exhale, right to the root. “Oh . . . yeah.”

I sigh, and he settles, hands braced above my head on the arm of the couch. “I’m just gonna stay here for a few moments, so you know.” He kisses my cheek, the swell of him inside me sparking spasms in my muscles, making me clench. “Stop it,” Josh warns.

“I can’t help it.”

“Adeline, I’ll come.”

“I’m not doing anything.”

“Yes, your pussy is squeezing my dick. Stop it.” He looks at me, his jaw tight as he fights to find control.

I flex my hips, encouraged by the surges of pleasure pulsing throughout me. “I have no control with you.”

“God damn you, woman.” His groin rolls, meeting my flex, taking his depth to its fullest.

His True Queen by Jodi Ellen Malpas

Some search

their entire lives

for this single moment.

Don’t blink, my love.

We’re finally here.

—Oliver Masters

Stay With Me by Nicole Fiorina

“She smiles and spoons a bite into her mouth. She pulls the spoon out and licks frozen yogurt off her bottom lip.

I wasn’t expecting this today of all days. To be sitting across from this girl, watching her lick ice cream off her lips and having to swallow air just to make sure I’m still breathing.”

November 9 by Colleen Hoover

“All of them think I’m pathetic. None of them care what happens to Samson. And none of them believe in what we had. For once in my life, I had someone who actually cared about me, and all four of them think I’m incapable of knowing what true love is. I know what love is, because I spent my whole life knowing what it isn’t.”

Heart Bones by Colleen Hoover

Meanwhile, Mr. Emerson had been adjusting himself under the table because the sight of Miss Mitchell tasting wine was the most erotic thing he’d ever witnessed. She was not merely attractive; she was beautiful, like an angel or a muse. And she wasn’t merely beautiful; she was sensual and hypnotic, but also innocent. Her pretty eyes reflected a depth of feeling and radiant purity that he had never noticed before.

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