Do you want me? she said in a distorted voice. God, yes, fuck yes…I ache…. Tell me you want me. Spreading his knees wide, he put his hand on his sex and squeezed. So bad…I’m dying…. Say the words. I w...
Do me a favor? he whispered. Beth's hold tightened on his hand. Anything, what do you need? Hum the Jeopardy theme. There was a pause.Then Beth burst out laughing and swatted his shoulder. Wrath- Actu...
Dearest Virgin—um, Oversexed Lassiter
Cuz it sure as hell appeared that his library card was getting stamped tonight.
Could the past be like this, he wondered, looking around at the empty clearing. A structure in your mind that you could burn down and get free of? He moved his foot back and forth over the forest floo...
Come on, Novo, he said. I'm taking you out on the town.You can't leave, Sophy protested. Wait, you can't.Peyton leaned in and looked the female right in the eye. I can do anything the fuck I want, swe...
Cause nothing said lovin' like a shitload of motion detectors.
Butch nodded, finding as comfortable a bite as he could on the leather. He braced himself as V lifted an arm.Except when his roommate's palm landed on his bare chest all he felt was a warm weight. But...
Butch clasped his hands to his chest. Was? Was? I can’t believe you’ve lost interest. He threw one arm over his eyes, all Sarah Bernhardt. My dreams of our future are shattered— Shut it, cop. Butch lo...
Butch came in from the kitchen, Bud in one hand, sandwich in the other. Hey, big man. S’up? I want the two of you to chain me to my bed.
Butch : Two words for you. CYNDI.LAUPERVishous : Clearly, the paste you ate has gone to your head. Did Marissa like all that lace you glued on ? Oh... and I'm talking to your body, not that ridiculous...
But what was between them went further than a mating ceremony or a back carving or a witnessed exchange of commitment. He couldn’t put his finger on the why of it . . . but she was his missing puzzle...
But then, gifts are like beauty, are they not. It is in the eye of the recipient that they find their seat, not in the hand of the giver.
But of course, time didn't work like that. And memory was but a television show of your own life, a movie screen you could play witness to, but not interact with, change the course of, redirect.
But it’s not going to be like that with you. His eyes drifted around her hair and her face and her bare breasts. To me…you’re everything I need, all that I want. I can’t describe it. Just when you kis...
Beth wrapped her arms around Wrath's waist and leaned into her hellren's body. Their black hair mixed together, his straight, hers wavy. God, Wrath's was so damn long now. But word was that Beth liked...
Beth rolled her eyes, but inside, she didn’t mind him being pushy at all. Her husband was going to take excellent care of her—whether or not she was carrying his child. And that was love right there.
Besides, you don’t look a thing like him. I mean…hello? You’re this beefy Irish white boy. He’s like…bus exhaust or some shit.
Being female was not a disability in any sense of the word. But he had treated it as such, hadn't he. He had decided that because she was not male, in spite of all her qualifications and skills, she c...
Because you, my darling, are like poison ivy to me. Even though I know that it will only make things worse, I can't help but scratch.Oh, the compliments. She smiled sadly. You are as debonair as alway...