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Knowing what she did to him made her feel powerful, just as knowing what he did to her made her feel weak.

She should pull away, even though she had begged for it with her smart mouth. She should punish him for every crime he__ perpetrated. For being too good-looking, too sexy, too everything. But the kiss was like him__ust too damn good. Warm and brutal, providing answers to questions she never knew she had. He teased with his tongue along the seam of her mouth, seeking that last nudge of acceptance as if it was his God-given right.She parted her lips, and like a predator hinged on her threshold, he took.

Pucker up, Hollywood. By the time I__ finished with you, the neighbors are gonna need a cigarette.

Falling in love with you was the easiest thing I__e ever done. Falling is easy. Staying that way is hard. But I__e been choosing hard all my life, so why the hell would the life I make with the woman who completes me be any different? I love you like a madman. You__e the air I breathe, my next heartbeat, and I__ never letting go.

You always have my attention. When you're in the room, you're my sun.

She leaned in, a tip she had read today on HuffPo__ Love & Sex section. Boobs out, smile wide, voice low. Being sexy was exhausting.

Molly Cade, you could be wearing a White Sox shirt, a Yankees thong, and a Packers Cheesehead and I would still want to do you.__he sighed. __uch a romantic.