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Hush baby,I got you. No more talking.

She wasn__ all over me because of some bad-boy fetish or because she wanted to be arm candy for Eastside__ resident badass. For the first time in my life, someone looked at me and saw_me.

Shhh, no more talking Em, Ethan whispered.

I don't want to dig him or his sexy self. But I keep losing my clothes when I'm with him.

You can't cover up the swagger of a cowboy.

Wyatt should__e looked ridiculous sitting on the floor, leaning into the crate makingkissykiss noises at the cat, but he didn__. He looked _ mouthwatering. __ey, sweet thing,_ he said in a low cajoling voice. __ome on out. I__l gonna love you up, I promise. You know you want some of that.___h, please,_ Emily said on a laugh to cover up the fact that her bones melted at thesound of him. __hat__ never going to work___ut hell if the cat didn__ shift ever so slightly closer to Wyatt and sniff at him.Wyatt flashed both Sweetie and Emily a smile. __w, that__ it,_ he crooned to thesuspicious, wary cat. __ome on, baby girl, all the way. I__l be good to you, I promise.__mily laughed again, even as she felt her nipples tighten. She crossed her arms over herchest. __onestly, Wyatt, no selfrespecting female _ cat or woman _ is going to_

I grip Colin harder, kissing him longer, unwilling to let him go. This is what I want; this is what I__e wanted since his damn phone interrupted us this morning, his mouth, his body claiming mine. I__ on fire, every muscle in my body attuned to his, my groin clenching with delicious need. When the voices grow louder his hold loosens. __on__ stop, please,_ I beg into his mouth. Diving into me once more his tongue slays me, erases every thought of the outside world until the passion has left us breathless and we have to break away if only to live. His forehead presses to mine as we gasp together, the cold air barely cooling the heat raging between us. -Midnight, A McKenna Chronicle

I want her to leave me because I__ scared shitless that I__l never be the man she sees when she looks at me with all that love and trust in her eyes. My biggest fear is failing her, and I can__ see any way to prevent that from happening.

May All Your Fantasies Come True !!!!

He wrapped his lips around her finger and sucked hard as he slowly pulled the digit free, and that secret entrance deep between her thighs clenched like the mouth of a drawstring purse.

I'll teach you how to come with a man inside you. Not a boy, Addison, a man.

Standing in front of him I wipe his liquid from the corner of my mouth and stare deeply. I can see the panic in his eyes. I can smell his fear, deep, rich and growing, and for the first time tonight I__ actually aroused.

I can't bury another friend.""You won't.""If anything ever happened to you, Rowan-""Don't" he breathed. "Don't even say it. We dealt with that enough the other night."He lifted a hand - hesitated, and then brushed back a strand of hair that had fallen across her face. His callused fingers scrapped against her cheekbone, then caressed the shell of her ear. It was foolish to even start down that road, when every other man she'd let in had left some wound, in one way or another, accidentally or not.There was nothing tender in his face. Only a predator's glittering gaze. "When we get back," he said, "remind me to prove you wrong about every thought that just went through your head."She lifted an eyebrow. "Oh?"He gave her a sly smile that made thinking impossible. Exactly what he wanted - to distract her from the horrors of tomorrow. "I'll even let you decide how I tell you: with words"- his eyes flickered once to her mouth- "or with my teeth and tongue.

He slammed her door shut and spun her so she was facing him.__ne more for the road._ She stared at him with a perplexed expression but didn__ back away. __ want another taste,_ he said, feeling his heart race. He leaned her against the car and crushed his lips against hers. This time she ran her fingers through his hair, making him moan. He wanted to touch the curves of her body through the thick fabric of her dress, but he forced himself to concentrate all his efforts on her sexy, soft, pouty lips. When he released her, they were both breathless. Her lips were chapped, and those golden eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality. There was so much electricity between them that, if harnessed, they could power the whole damn city.

He recovered quickly, reaching out to touch a few outstretched hands, melting the front row of girls like one long stick of butter as he moved closer toward me.

Emil on top of me, his breath heavy on my neck. As our eyes met and held, the playfulness turned into something else entirely, something with a lot more heat. Emil leaned in, barely brushing his lips against my own he whispered, __e were good at this then too.__s his soft lips met mine, my entire body felt molten__iquid and hot, moving seamlessly with his.

A miscreant with coiffed, scented hair, a slender waist, the hips of a woman and the chest of a Prussian officer, with a finely tied cravat, by all girls admired. ~ [ introduction of character Montparnasse ]

Raphael lifted a finger, tracing it over her cheekbone. She flinched. Not because he was hurting her. The opposite. The places he touched ... it was as if he had a direct line to the hottest, most feminine part of her. A single stroke and she was embarrassingly damp. But she refused to pull away, refused to give in." (page 33 , Gollancz edition)