sexy

Her honey-blonde hair is strewn across her face as she sways her head. She__ working a red sequined bikini separated by a tan, flat stomach, and a butterfly tattoo resting on her left hip. Her legs are clad in black fishnets that run into a pair of white-heeled boots__till a knockout.

Are you both drunk?_ I headed up the ladder and propped myself on a swing with no problem. __orrection, dear brother._ Hex held one finger in the air. __e__e exquisitely tipsy.

I love this smell,_ she said, squeezing him.__hat smell?___ou_us. It has a life of its own. Should bottle it.___o way. I__ not selling us.

Vin is sweet and hard, gentle and tough all at once. And it thrills me that he__ mine.

He moved closer to her, his face just inches away from her. They stood motionless. Jason looked deep into her eyes. He tore away her barriers and locked eyes. His nose two inches away, he slightly tilted his face and looked at her lips. She slightly turned her face at the opposite angle.

Staying level with Tess was going to require fast thinking, which was mighty difficult considering all the blood he needed for said thought processes was now hurtling south.__hat would this job involve?___nly one task. Make. Me. Believe.___hat I__ your fiancé?__ue her smile, sly and sexy. First time she__ let him in on that action, too. __hat you want me more than your next breath.__f she moved forward a couple of inches, his boner would make her believe.

Nothing is bigger than art.

Annabel,_ I whispered in her ear, making sure not to touch her. Her heartbeat accelerated, her skin got the chills, and her pupils dilated, not to mention how delicious she smelled and how the excitement only increased the scent. My own body got tense and aroused. __et your guard down and trust me. Nothing will happen that you don__ want to happen. I__ not trying to get you drunk or trick you. I just want to get to know you better.___hane,_ she replied with her sexy, hot, and alluring voice that sent spirals of lust down my spine. __ have nothing against sleeping with you. I__ fully dressed for that.

He peppers kisses all over my face. __t__ like_ I breathe you babe. There is no other way to explain it.

Are you both drunk?_ I headed up the ladder and propped myself on a swing with no problem. __orrection, dear brother._ Hex held one finger in the air. __e__e exquisitely tipsy. There__ a difference. Drunkenness is done at a shady bar, in ugly clothing, surrounded by the mundane. While exquisite tipsiness is performed in an art setting among geniuses.___hanks so much for the distinction._ I rolled my eyes.

Ransom?_ She struggled to sit up. __hat are you do_?_ He laid his tongue to her core. __h._ She flopped back against the bed. __h._ God, she was sweet. Sweet and pink and musky and Izzy.

Quit looking at me like that or I swear I__ going to spank that pretty little mouth of yours with my lips,_ said Jack in a tone only Kate could hear.

Jack, please,_ she whispered, even though she had no idea what it is she was begging for.__ou want sex, I__l give you sex._ His low, deep voice embodied control, and did the strangest things to her body. __ut before I put my cock inside you, I want to touch and taste every inch of you.

She'd never stood a chance. She was a good girl, raised on the bible and charm school. She was destined to long for the thrill of the unattainable and nobody was more unattainable to a good girl than the bad boy.

_I craved to stroke that delicate skin and run my fingers through her tresses as she moaned with hunger. I would grip a thick section of her hair in my hands, wrap it around my fingers, and take her from behind. And she would scream my name.

I`m the second sexist person, one behind you.

I think sexy is a grown-up word to describes a person who's confident that she is already exactly who she was made to be. A sexy woman knows herself and she likes the way she looks, thinks & feels. She doesn't try to change to match anybody else. She's a good friend herself kind and patient. and she knows how to use her words to tell people she trusts about what's going on inside of her-her fears and anger, love, dreams the mistakes, and needs. When she's angry she expresses her anger in healthy ways. When she's joyful, she does the same thing. She doesn't hide her true self because she is not ashamed. She knows she's just human-exactly how God made her and that's good enough. She's brave enough to be honest and kind enough to except others when they're honest. When two people are sexy enough to be brave and kind with each other, that's love. Sexy is more about how you feel and how you look. Real sexy is letting your true self come out of hiding and find love in safe places. That kind of sexy is good, really good, because we all we want and need love more than anything else

Honestly, he'd said more perverted things to my face. To my boobs. Did he really think he was school-ing me in being sexy right now?Really? You're completely unimpressed?Zzzzzzzzzzz, I wrote back.