erotic-romance

You can't react to a man's kiss like that and expect him to forget you.

If you pull a rope and some duct tape out of those saddlebags, I__ going to freak.Jeana E. Mann. Intoxicated (Kindle Locations 746-747).

The sight of a beautiful, naked Amy sliding her finger into her mouth gave Sam a little jolt, she saw. The front of his jeans instantly appeared fuller. __hat have you got baby?_ he asked, feigning nonchalance and failing. His eyes had taken on a predatory gleam.__hocolate sauce.__e quirked his eyebrow.__ stole it from Janie.__am__ mouth twisted. __hat__ Janie__ homemade chocolate sauce?___up.___he__ going to kill you,_ he said as he crossed the threshold.__t least I__l die happy,_ she responded with a devilish grin.

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.

She moved to get up, but the man held her down as her car exploded next. Bree lifted her head and looked back at the wall of fire behind them. __ell. We__e well and truly screwed now.

His scowl deepened. __f he wanted to hurt Will, he could have easily come here when I was at work, but no, he respected your feelings, and he allowed us to come together in our own time._ __s opposed to what? Dragging me up by my hair to the altar?_ Bree asked. __ell that was his suggestion. I suggested a more diplomatic approach.

I understand Mrs. Donovan is a free woman, Mr. Dardano. It__ all for a good cause after all, isn__ it?_ __ifty thousand dollars,_ Alessandro countered, deadly calm though inside he was fairly trembling with rage. __ne hundred thousand dollars,_ Hadley countered, getting to his feet, appearing to enjoy the spectacle of all eyes being on the two of them now. Alessandro stood, his fists clenched tight at his sides. __wo hundred and fifty thousand dollars,_ Bree was staring at them both, her mouth open. Kevin smiled at him. __hree hundred thousand dollars,_ __ne million dollars,_ Alessandro shot back, his eyes clouding with rage. So help him, if the son of a bitch opened his mouth, Alessandro was gonna shove his fist down his throat. The entire ballroom was dead silent. Holding its breath. __h_Going once?_ Alex announced. Kevin met Alessandro__ gaze, smirking. __oing twice?_ Kevin lifted his hands in surrender. __he best man won. I hope you get more than a dance, my friend,_ __old,_ Alex announced, slamming the little gavel down. Alessandro felt a rush of both victory and relief as he stared at Brianna. He walked up to her and extended his hand. __arling?

It should be illegal to have such a hot little body as yours." __ryce Van Der Linden | Unbearable Passion (Book 1), Never Say Never

We have nothing!_ Bree reached out and slapped him with all her might. He couldn__ know the baby she carried was his. Not ever. Alessandro__ dark eyes flashed angrily at her for a split second, making Bree__ insides tense in anticipation of his rage, but then he smiled at her, his hand going to her thigh. __ell, I was hoping we__ get to know each other a little better before delving into S & M, but I__ game if you are, sunshine._ __ want you to get out,_ __nd I want you naked screaming my name, now that you know it,_ Alessandro growled, leaning in so that his breath brushed across her face in a tantalizing caress.

Some men just can__ stomach the necessary steps it takes to make a good girl great.

The collar of Lars of Tassla fell away and clattered onto the tiles. katriana felt unable to breathe. Her neck, so long encased with the symbol of Lars_ ownership of her, seemed paradoxically to be suddenly constricted. She felt naked. Naked and abandoned. Her head sank down to lie across the hardness of the anvil. Her entire body shook uncontrollably as she felt all security evaporate from her world.How many minutes she lay there she could not with any certainty say. Yet, eventually she became aware of one tiny point in the cruel world surrounding her. It was a scent. His scent. It entered her. It stroked inside her. It pulsed against her pain until she acknowledged its presence. Her eyes flicked open. And then she saw him there, sitting quietly beside her, watching her with all the intentness that she loved so much in him. His face was still set in the neutrality he reserved for formal times but his eyes were flashing with_with some emotion kept hidden behind his Master__ mask. katriana struggled to read the look flowing from deep inside his eyes. She awkwardly rose to kneel before her former Master. Her body and her breasts were offered. She could not do otherwise whether or not she wore his collar. (A Master's Dilemma, eXtasy)

Jacinda, will you listen to me?""Not if your words have anything to do with 'this isn__ right' or 'Jacinda, this can__ happen between us.

Take your clothes off." "What?" "You heard me." Evelyn forced her mouth shut. She looked around the room, buying time. The faded brown curtains hung limply over the windows, not quite touching, and the afternoon light filtered through the gaps, its beams turning the dust in the air into diamonds. She could hear the rattle of a wagon on the street below and the regular rhythm of squeaking bedsprings in the adjacent room. "So? What are you waiting for?" She stared at the man on the moth eaten chaise longue in front of her. He was serious.

I love you, Tyler. I always have and always will. I can__ let you go because you__e the only person who can breathe oxygen into my lungs, blood to my beating heart, thoughts into my brain. I live only for you, Tyler. Can__ you see that? You were always meant to be mine.

Mommy, how come Dona Duck don have no pants?_ Will sat on the couch eating cookies. Bree looked up. Then she glanced at the Donald Duck cartoon on the TV. __e have top but he no have bottoms,_ __ood point,_ she said. And yet the duck always wore a towel after he showered. __at__ odd,_ Will remarked. He leaned over his plate and began to split his cookies into two piles. __nd where his pee pee go? He a boy right, mommy? But he don_ have no pee pee. How he go to bafroom?

One night of sin with Jack. No commitment. No promises. Just hot, sweaty, headboard-banging sex.Jeana E. Mann. Intoxicated (Kindle Locations 828-829).

Don't think, Ember...just burn.

Last night, Bree had been taken. Thoroughly, utterly taken. Gently or roughly, it didn__ matter. This man had reached into the darkest part of her mind, had brought out and laid bare the desires she admitted to no one but herself in her most secret, quiet moments. Her hunger had been allowed to run free. There__ been no guilt, no remorse. Nothing was __rong_. And God, the feeling of freedom was damned addictive. What did that say about her? How could she love Michael, yet give a part of her she__ never felt comfortable sharing with Michael to this stranger.