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Those green eyes mocked her, and the ass leaned into her blade as if daring her to slice him

She would do whatever she had to, even make this man__ life a living hell if it were required, and judging by the arrogance of Thomas Glanville, that possibility was quite likely.

In the cookies of motherhood, you're the chocolate chips.

You know what you are, Sam Brody?" she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. "A big, fat tease." They both knew there wasn't an ounce of fat on him. They also both knew exactly what she meant.

I don__ want to talk about it,_ she said. Once again he was close. Too close. So damn close. __t all,_ she added, hearing with some alarm that her voice had softened. Everything had softened, at just his proximity. __ver,_ she whispered, and found her gaze locked on his mouth.He had a really great mouth.

Hey!_ I wave my index finger in his face, __o shitting on pop music. Everyone needs some light, fun, sexy pop music. It__ summer, and that right there, is the perfect summer song. It__ hot._ __ou__e right, it is hot,_ he says, scanning my body with his eyes.

I made a tactical error tonight with Wyatt." She paused "Horizontally." Sara laughed. "Again?

Some primal force roared inside him, his possessive streak taking charge. He cupped the back of her head, her hair falling over the back of his hand like silk, and tightened his grip. The moment she softened against him, he took control.

His thought processes imploded when she grabbed his ass, her nails digging in a way that set his body on fire. He loved the way her breath was hot on his cheek, the way her eyes had gone unfocused and fluttered closed, her lashes resting softly on her cheeks. She was here and for tonight, this weekend, she was his.

You are old and grey,_ she teased.__nd you__e never too immortal for a spanking,_ he shot back...

It doesn't matter if you're 20, 40, 60, 80, or 100. Embrace your sexy-ass self and express it!

Let me be the drink in your cup. I know how to intoxicate you.

I've always had a thing for Carmyn Rafferty. She carries herself as a reserved and proper woman, but I see a tension in her. A slight glitch in some of her movements lets me know she's aching to be liberated. She wants to let go. In a way she never has. A way she's afraid to get too close to. Her boyfriend's obviously never been able to take her there.I could, though.Maybe that's what has always kept me drawn to her. She wouldn't just be another lay to me. I'd be breaking her in, kind of like taming a horse, but I'd be setting her free.

If you are not appetisers, main course and dessert, you are dating the wrong diner...

Join the Revolution! Be your own Brand of Sexy!

He looked at me with such raw need that my heart skipped a beat. He licked his lips and slowly lowered his head to mine. Does it even matter if he only wants me for my blood?

There are times when a girl needs sexy. That's the thing no one ever tells you. Sexy can be both a weapon and a wall of defense.

Do not mock my baby." He pulls away and strokes his palm over he seat. "She was my first love.""Well your current ... er ... girl, is getting jealous with all the attention you're paying your first love, and she has orifices you can stick things in without having your boy bits burnt off."He pulls me into him again and his mouth goes to work on my neck. __uck I love it when you talk dirty.