erotic-romance

I couldn__ put it down.__ ERIN D

....he wanted them to regret their treatment of her, but he also selfishly wanted them to see that she was now in a much better place than they were and to h*ll with whoever thought he was being petty.

It__ all right,_ I said, spying what was inside his bag. __ent grocery shopping?___ picked up a few things,_ he said amicably, but then a silence stretched out between us. I got my key out, wanting to say so much more but not knowing where to start. __ see you did too.__h my God. I covered up the side of my bag, even though I knew he__ already seen the big yellow rooster with Cocks-A-Lot emblazoned on the side. I really had to have a word with Terry about his packaging.

You have hang-ups because of sh*t that happened to you in your past. I already told you I don__ like being measured by that *ssh*le__ mistakes, but a second ago you thought the worst. I__e been spending time with you, trying to show you who I am. You__e a smart woman. I know you can tell the difference between us. But if you__e gonna think that every time I__ away from you that I__ doing you wrong, then you__e never truly going to be happy.

......he married a girl, he had no idea what the woman was going to be like. As soon as he got a glimpse he was running scared.

His voice is hoarse. "I am going to make love to you now." He says, "So if you want me to stop, tell me."I shake my head frantically. If he stops at this point, I'll probably die.

Holy DAMN was that HOT! __imberly Treamer

I look at him ready to cry again. Not out of pain. Not out of need. But because his words rub that part of my soul that suffers, that wants to be explored like a virgin land that has remained intact for centuries and craves to be occupied, appreciated and transformed.

You__e always marched to beat of your own drum, and I know you do things in your own time and your own way.

Although he assumed she__ naturally submit to him, he obviously believed she was still her own person. A strong person.

I think you should be punished for tormenting me for so long.

You have to stop looking at me like that._ He sounds amused, __r else I will have to take you up to my suite right now, and have you for lunch_ I sigh at the image, __hy don't you?_ I whisper. It__ exactly what I want.

Any male who uses brutality on a weaker female who has no chance of defense is a coward.

Warning note:Do you really wonder if there__ a happily ever after? Because you know that__ kind of our thing, right? Look, he chases her, but it all works out. Also it__ really hot. Get it!

T-Bone: Most people always want to be somewhere, seeing something, being something or doing something else. Anything other than what they are right then and there. No one__ content with their lot in life_. And then you have those who just don__ give a f*ck. Like me.

In the hope that people can change.

My nipples tightened as I breathed in his musky scent mixed with cologne. I didn__ recognize the brand, but it spoke to something inside me. It whispered come closer, and my heart pounded harder.

Arian's ebony hair was spread in a shimmering fan around her shoulders, reminding Tristan absurdly of Snow White in her glass coffin. Even in death, hadn't the deceptive blush of life stained Snow White's pallid cheeks? Hadn't her rosebud lips parted as if to welcome a kiss from a prince who might never come? Hadn't the creamy swell of her breasts tantalized every hopelessly naive kid in the theater into daring to believe her chest would rise just one more time?