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Damn, she was getting so tangled up by guilt and desire. ~Nikki in Texas Tangle

Nestled next to me, she nodded. ____ fine. As long as I take the medicine. So don__ worry._ She leaned her head back against my shoulder. __ut don__ ask me anything, okay? Why that happened.___nderstood. No questions,_ I said.__hank you very much for today,_ she said.__hat part of today?___or taking me to the river. For giving me water from your mouth. For putting up with me.__ looked at her. Her lips were right in front of me. The lips I had kissed as I gave her water. And once more those lips seemed to be seeking me. Slightly parted, with her beautiful white teeth barely visible. I could still feel her soft tongue, which I__ touched slightly as I gave her water. I found it hard to breathe, and I couldn__ think. My body burned. She wants me, I thought. And I want her.

Now and then, an inch below the water's surface, the muscles of his stomach tightened involuntarily as he recalled another detail. A drop of water on her upper arm. Wet. An embroidered flower, a simple daisy, sewn between the cups of her bra. Her breasts wide apart and small. On her back, a mole half covered by a strap. When she climbed out of the pond a glimpse of the triangular darkness her knickers were supposed to conceal. Wet. He saw it, he made himself see it again. The way her pelvic bones stretched the material clear of the skin, the deep curve of her waist, her startling whiteness. When she reached for her skirt, a carelessly raised foot revealed a patch of soil on each pad of her sweetly diminished toes. Another mole the size of a farthing on her thigh and something purplish on her calf--a strawberry mark, a scar. Not blemishes. Adornments.

If you were truly __ere for me,_ you would have a Kahlua in one hand and Henry Cavill__ number in the other. Since I__ not having drunken phone sex with Superman, there must be another reason you__e darkening my living room.

The things I want from you, darlin_, will give you nightmares, ones like you__e never had before. A nightmare that will have you begging me not to wake you up._--Lucca

If she__ thought cutting ties with Galen would help her get on with her life, Harper knew that after today, she__ never, ever get him out of her system. He was a drug she couldn__ kick, an addiction she was willing to die for. And as he drew her clit into his mouth and sucked gently, Harper reasoned that there were much, much worse ways to die.

Damn it, Harper, I can__ be away from you for even an hour without going out of my fucking mind,_ he said against her mouth. __ow am I supposed to do my job when all I can think about is getting back to you?

Cooper came back down to the darkened room about half an hour after Lucky had freed his hands. The boat was still rocking, the wind was blowing and Sawyer called out, "Dude, you can't leave the boat on auto-pilot in this kind of weather. Jesus is not here to take the wheel.

I don't want your best. I want your everything.

Men need to realize that women take longer to get aroused and satisfied - sometimes 6 -8 times longer. Make the journey pleasurable.

Each of us is allowed to revel in our own desires, no matter how dark or depraved they may seem; for we are the only ones that know what lies within our own imagination. Inside these erotic visions there is no shame -- only pleasure. It is a chance to dip a toe into something that may have only ever seemed a fleeting thought.

I don't believe love or sexual pleasure is a zero-sum game.

If women were totally satisfied with their sexual and lovemaking experiences, women would welcome the lovemaking experience as much as men.

He towered over her, as intense and savage as only he could be, making her feel small and delicate in comparison, surrounded by his utter maleness. She felt trapped and she wanted to stay in his cage forever.

Your hatred is my foreplay._ - Julian King

You are not a crowd. You are not a label. As an individual you have a unique place in my heart and mind.

One cowboy is never enough.

Each of us has a heart, a soul, and feelings. Each of us desires to be wanted, to be appreciated, and to be loved. The enchantment in life is to discover and spend time with another person who knows that and expresses it. In this context, the liberation of our naked bodies in the act of lovemaking is what gives us ultimate pleasure.