“ It's a heady aphrodisiac being exposed to his unique voice when he adopts that tone. His voice reverbs on a bunch of notes simultaneously. It's the first thing you notice about Ryan, his voice sounds… Poppet
“ He sits next to me, the veins on his neck and arms seeming more prominent than they did earlier. His mouth compresses, igniting his eyes with esoteric light, pulling me into the magnetic undertow. Poppet
“ Facing him as I lower the glass from my lips, he's giving me one of those intense moonlit stares. Poppet
“ You can only push me so far little slakax, and then I will do what has to be done, with or without your permission. Poppet
“ He turns back to me, a strong hand swooping down and sculpting hair off my face, familiar looking arms curling back around me and cradling me into a chest harder and hotter than a mountain left baking… Poppet
“ How awful is it to be sane enough to be fully aware of the day you realize you are completely losing your grasp on reality. I'm crazy. Not just a little bit, but rubber room ready out of my mind fucke… Poppet
“ He gives me one of those twinkling stares. His eyes coalesce and fragment color, glinting specks of midnight purple and an electric blue, when the light catches them just right. Straight on they look… Poppet
“ She shakes her head, fisting hands into my t-shirt and sobbing into my neck. And all I can think about is how good this feels Poppet
“ Eyes darker than a midnight lake penetrate my thoughts with their intensity, and a big hand warmly covers mine Poppet
“ I'm not a man easily moved to displays of emotion, but tonight I am weak, I am vulnerable. It must be from being inside her, so close to her, breathing in her pain, and love, and light, and blossoming… Poppet
“ Rubbing absently at my temple, I do declare this woman leaves me flabbergasted and tongue tied. Poppet
“ He should always wear jeans because they make him look hotter than a nebula. Black suits him too. It hugs to his muscular vales and swells, turning temptation into sexy man therapy. Poppet
“ I manage to hold the poker face when she submits to dominance, to the summons, and swans into my arms, pressing her quivering form against mine when she embraces me. Poppet
“ M possessed, gripping her head and looking at the deep crimson bruise on her neck, fading to black at the edges. Her wrists are banded with yellow-green bruises, and when I turn her I spot the finger… Poppet
“ In a perfect patch of paradise he stays immobile for an eternity while the predawn breath strokes his skin and kisses each vertebrae down his spine. Poppet
“ Terror starts picking at the seams of my mind, throwing hateful words like rapture and holocaust at me. Poppet
