Oh honey, someday a real man is going to make you see stars and you won't even be looking at the sky." Excerpt from Grace Willow's Last Minute Bride
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Anyone who looks good with a bald head is seriously sexy.
I caught professer ryan or as I call him beautiful face looking back at me with desire in his eyes as if I had just been naked and fingering my sex.
I tried to curl around him, holding him with my arching body. His mouth was slow and searching, the kisses hard at first, then loosening as if unraveling from their own heat. The pleasure thickened, hard flushes rising through me, bringing the desire to full-slip ripeness.
Is it possible for g.r to put the g.r page back into my computer because I lost the data.
And talk about that fabulous chest. Mmm he must work out because that chest does wonders".
Amazing? My heart fluttered. __ut I don__ want Flash or Harry,_ I murmured. __ou want Spider-Man,_ he finished for me, looking a little wistful. I shrugged. __nd Peter Parker._ He looked at me, very seriously. __hen don__ settle,_ he said.
Woah, their gorgeous not so fast I haven't even catched your name or your number" - Jaxson Evans
After a few seconds of scraping, I_realize_what he has isn__ a trail, it__ a whole forest! Ack! Weren__ all men supposed to shave their chest and stuff nowadays? Whatever happened to having fuzz-free Hollywood heroes as role models? At least my embarrassment is completely foregone by the irritation at his lack of upkeep._The only thing distracting me now is that heady mix of musk, shaving cream and a distinctly_male scent. And God knows that is one seriously_jeopardizing_distraction. Especially with a whizzing needle in one__ hand.
Put your mouth on mine, Little Raven. I__ ready for a taste of lemon cake,_ he said in a deep and tumbling voice.__aybe I__ not so sweet,_ I whispered, wetting my lower lip with a sweep of my tongue.Logan__ eyes followed every movement, and he licked his lips in response. __ want your mouth_ on my mouth. Do it, or else I__l have to find something else to kiss.
Make me a weapon,_ I whispered as he pulled away. __ake it so I never have to dream about this again__ake it so we can have this_forever.
He was so stark and male and beautiful that she hungered for him. Physically, to be sure. But also from someplace even more intimate, someplace where heart and soul melded into a yearning so strong, that she wanted to weep from it.
I never wanted anything as bad as I want you
I linger too long in his embrace; the night is so warm, the rocking of the boat so lulling, I have to stop myself from swaying to the music. Daniel smells really good__ masculine cocktail of saltwater, citrus, and probably just full-on testosterone.
Couples who play together, stay together.
She was a ray of sunshine, a warm summer rain, a bright fire on a cold winter__ day, and now she could be dead because she had tried to save the man she loved.
I was warned about you, you know."And with that half-smile that wrecked me, Noah said, "But you're here anyway.
Have you kissed many boys before?" he asked quietly. His question brought my mind back into focus. I raised an eyebrow. "Boys? That's an assumption." Noah laughed, the sound low and husky. "Girls, then?""No.""Not many girls? Or not many boys?""Neither," I said. Let him make of that what he would."How many?" "Why_" "I am taking away that word. You are no longer allowed to use it. How many?" My cheeks flushed, but my voice was steady as I answered. "One." At this, Noah leaned in impossibly closer, the slender muscles in his forearm flexing as he bent his elbow to bring himself nearer to me, almost touching. I was heady with the proximity of him and grew legitimately concerned that my heart might explode. Maybe Noah wasn't asking. Maybe I didn't mind. I closed my eyes and felt Noah's five o' clock graze my jaw, and the faintest whisper of his lips at my ear."He was doing it wrong.