J.D. Robb Quote

He turned her into his arms as they stepped into the studio, ran his hands over her hips. I missed you. I miss spending large quantities of time with you.She felt the heat kindle between her thighs, hotter, lustier than the moment called for. Her breasts tingled with it. I missed you, too. Why don't we figure out how to cut the evening short, go home, and fuck like rabbits?He was hard as iron. As he leaned down to nip at her ear, he found himself struggling not to tug at her clothes. Good thought. Christ, I want you.

J.D. Robb

He turned her into his arms as they stepped into the studio, ran his hands over her hips. I missed you. I miss spending large quantities of time with you.She felt the heat kindle between her thighs, hotter, lustier than the moment called for. Her breasts tingled with it. I missed you, too. Why don't we figure out how to cut the evening short, go home, and fuck like rabbits?He was hard as iron. As he leaned down to nip at her ear, he found himself struggling not to tug at her clothes. Good thought. Christ, I want you.

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About J.D. Robb

Nora Roberts (born Eleanor Marie Robertson on October 10, 1950) is an American author of over 225 romance novels. She writes as J. D. Robb, Jill March, and (in the U.K.) Sarah Hardesty.