And if we're talking flaws - I get a kick out of flogging people, then fucking them."Warmth ran up Sam's spine. "That's a flaw?"Michael grinned. "Only to some.
This is good,” he told her. She gave him a slow blink. “You like wine?” “Doesn’t everyone?” “You strike me as a beer-from-the-can kind of guy.” “I am.
He drew in an answering breath, and she waited to hear the quip, the joke, the dab of levity for the most intense moment they’d ever shared. But he only dropped his head into the crook of her neck and...
Say my name.""No." She tipped her head up, her breath sawing out of her lungs. “Don’t stop, please.” He languidly stroked her. “I won’t stop, but I won’t take you there unless you say it.” Her voice l...
You’re killing me in this proper little suit,” he said, skating a heated look over her shirt. “My place or yours?” She swallowed thickly, the hand against his chest beginning to sweat. “I-I’m busy.” “...
Lily?” She couldn’t see his face, but she knew his eyes were on her. She could feel them. A beat passed. Then another. He flicked the flashlight on, his eyes zooming in on her mouth. “Don’t suppose yo...
