brazen

Love is a risk. It always is. None of us is guaranteed a long life. But love takes courage.

I love you like the woman I am now. Not the girl I was. I__ battered and bruised and I__ tougher, but I__ still here. I__ scared to death, but I__ more frightened of a life without you.

You have no idea how dirty I can play._ He laughed. __ring. It. On.

You want something, you go after it, and you hang on to it

This is laid down with a groove funkier and blacker than anything Prince of Michael Jackson--or any other black artist of the recent years for that matter--has come up with.

Staying level with Tess was going to require fast thinking, which was mighty difficult considering all the blood he needed for said thought processes was now hurtling south.__hat would this job involve?___nly one task. Make. Me. Believe.___hat I__ your fiancé?__ue her smile, sly and sexy. First time she__ let him in on that action, too. __hat you want me more than your next breath.__f she moved forward a couple of inches, his boner would make her believe.

I could just as easily have taken the train.__e shut his eyes, just long enough for a movie of a Tess-induced train riot to screen on the backs of his eyelids. Fists flying, teeth broken, friendships destroyed as men vied to get closer to her lush body barely covered in that incendiary French maid outfit. And now he was turning hard again.

She squeezed her thighs together, desperate for relief. Aiming for completion without doing something so deliberate as touching herself. Look ma, no hands!

Is this another fantasy?_ she asked.His gaze lifted to her face. His expression was serious, his usual amusement absent. __o. This is real. This is you and me. Just once, and afterwards I__l leave you alone. I promise I won__ hold you back. Now, I__ going to make love to you, slowly and completely, and you__l never forget the feel of me inside you.

He almost didn__ want to start. He__ been fantasizing about this for so long. What if it was a disappointment? What if he couldn__ make her come? In his fantasies, she__ come for him hard and frequently, usually screaming his name.

But you just got laid. Very well, I might add. Isn__ that enough to tide you over for a while?___aybe for a woman. But if a man doesn__ use the goods, they shrivel up___he rolled her eyes.___nd now that I__e realized what I__e been missing, and you__e done such a great job getting me back up on the horse, for which I__ immensely grateful, then I think I__ ready to spread my wings._ He motioned to the wing spreading area. His groin. __his really shouldn__ go to waste, now, should it?

Probably just as well. Maybe with all that testosterone walking out the door, the insane urge to hump Lincoln Quinn__ leg would walk right out as well. Because that was exactly how she felt every time she looked at him.Like she was in heat.Within minutes, the restaurant had emptied out to only a few non-team wedding guests. Her nemesis was nowhere to be seen, and Em congratulated herself on her self-control as she eased off the bar stool.Embarrassing leg-humping avoided__ravo!

It was the kind of mouth that should only be found on angels. Chick angels.

If I__ known a sixty-niner was the way to your heart I would have done it weeks ago.

You__e a gambling man, right? Or do you only bet on frivolous things like poker and fucking women?

This was Linc at his most elemental. This was cave man stuff. Potently male. Potently virile. Hot. As. Fuck.

But...a vibrator can__ hold you in its arms or give you the full-body experience.__m clamped down on the wicked surge of heat between her legs, thinking about a full-body experience with Lincoln Quinn. __t__ not going to make me lie in the wet spot, either.___t can__ snuggle with you after,_ he countered with another laugh.Em snorted. __nd that__ your specialty, is it? Hanging around for pillow talk?_____l have you know I give very good pillow talk.__ure. And Elvis was alive and living at Henley Stadium. __ight,_ she muttered. __f course you do.___ really do._ He nodded. __ost women seem to be more interested in me giving them good head, but hey, I__ a full service kinda guy.

You should really go inside now,_ he said.Her glazed, unfocused stare was starting to clear, and the cranky look he was used to being levelled at him started to take shape. __nd if I don__?___ou want to fuck me on your doorstep?_ he asked, his voice low and gravelly. __all me tomorrow when you__e sober. I__l be right over.__he jutted her chin defiantly__learly pissed at him for trying to be the responsible one. __ won__ need you after I__e spent all night with a couple of multi-speed toyfriends and a box of batteries.__inc shoved his hands on his hips, pushing back unhelpful images of her naked and pleasuring herself with a hot pink cock. __o inside,_ he growled.Before he did something crazy like offering to watch.