new-adult-romance

This doesn__ have to be anything more than what we want, Andra. We don__ need to define this. You are warm, honest, beautiful, and full of wit. I appreciate how vibrant you are, and how you challenge me. I want to spend time with you simply because I enjoy being around you._ I heard his sigh. __ don__ want to suffocate you. No labels, no drama. Just fun. Maybe a kiss or two.___r three. Or four,_ I added.

I can__ take any more of being careful around her. I want her. Not just for now, but for always.__EW

All the bad in my life led me to her, which makes me think that I can live with the past if she is my future. __EW

For the first time since I met her, I understand her need to keep her name secret and respect that. Here, someplace other than at home, we can be who we want, be with who we want, as long as it makes us happy. There__ no past today, only this moment together, right now. __EW

Shea is in my arms in seconds. We__e not just holding each other but pressing out all the bad, letting it seep from us, and allowing it to disintegrate in the air, leaving room for only the good within our embrace. With everything that we have with each other, I think there is no room for anything negative. Not anymore. __EW

He felt the quicksand of failure sucking at his feet, threatening to bury him, to drown him.Jeana E. Mann. Intoxicated (Kindle Location 2125).

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

He lifted his head, the sight of his dark, disheveled hair, eyes glinting with longing in the lamp light, the gorgeous spread of his shoulders, tapering down to the narrow thrust of his hips, made my ovaries ache deep in my belly.

Tamlin let out a low snarl of approval, and I bit my bottom lip as he removed his pants, along with his undergarments, revealing the proud, thick length of him. My mouth went dry, and I dragged my gaze up his muscled torso, over the panes of his chest, and then___ome here,_ he growled, so roughly the words were barely discernable.I pushed back the blankets, revealing my already naked body, and he hissed.

I moaned then, tilting my head back to give him better access. His hands clamped on my waist, then moved__ne going to cup my rear, the other sliding between us.This__his moment, when it was him and me and nothing between our bodies _His tongue scraped the roof of my mouth as he dragged a finger down the center of me, and I gasped, my back arching. __eyre,_ he said against my lips, my name like a prayer more devout than any Ianthe had offered up to the Cauldron on that dark solstice morning.His tongue swept my mouth again, in time to the finger that he slipped inside of me. My hips undulated, demanding more, craving the fullness of him, and his growl reverberated in my chest as he added another finger.I moved on him. Lightning lashed through my veins, and my focus narrowed to his fingers, his mouth, his body on mine. His palm pushed against the bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs, and I groaned his name as I shattered

After a bad trip, don't carry your luggage on board the next flight. Stay grounded til you figure out a new way to travel.

Hearts aren__ as smart as heads. Ain__ that the truth?

... so I leaned down and put my mouth on him.He jerked at the contact with a barked, __hit,_ and I laughed around him, even as I took him deeper into my mouth.His hands were now fisted in the sheets, white-knuckled as I slid my tongue over him, grazing slightly with my teeth. His groan was fire to my blood.

Women, the most beautiful things in the world,_ answers the model. As if it__ the only thing worth painting, as if everyone should aspire to it. Normally coming from a guy that answer would sound so incredibly skeezy__ greasy, obvious pick-up line. But something about this guy__ earnest tone tells me he means it." -from Model Position by Kitsy Clare

Two seeds destined to grow in concert, planted together in the field of love.__ She took in a lungful of air and continued. ___he sky cast wet buckets of dreams and desires, the roots took shape, and the leaves tangled as one.

Yes, I'm hungry. Horny, too! The thought of feeding from you is a most delectable idea and it's playing havoc with my brain as well as other parts of my body."He sat up and scooted closer to me...

ROMEO: I love you. RIMMEL: Romeo...ROMEO: I love your glasses, your clumsiness, your wild hair, even the way you snort when you laugh. (He smiled) I love you in spite of yourself, Rim. Can't you love me in spite of myself?

POPPY: Another man might have pressured me to change, mature, maybe even shut up occasionally. Emmett finds me perfect the way I am.