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Dare You To (Pushing the Limits #2) Armor

Where’s the goddamn aerial support? My men are dying out there!

I give it a few minutes, until her guard is down. Then I turn sideways in my seat. And start off slow. Subtle. One hand on her thigh, drawing leisurely circles. Eventually my other hand joins in, stroking her arm, then her shoulder—relaxing her. Overwhelming her senses.Notice, she’s not pushing me away. Because even though one set of lips is saying no? The other set is always up for a good time.

Manwhore (Manwhore #1)

I lean over and my mouth lightly caresses her cheek, moving gently across her jawline to her neck. My hand creeps down and covers one breast—squeezing and rubbing. Sliding and teasing.Kate’s breathing picks up. The magazine falls from her hands. She half warns, Drew . . .I whisper in her ear, Just kiss me. That’s all I want, baby. Just one kiss.

Wings (Black City #3)

These are the famous last words spoken by teenage boys everywhere, in the backseat of their parents’ car. If there are any young females out there? Be warned—it’s never just one kiss. They don’t call it stealing bases for nothing. Before you know it, he’ll be rounding second, sliding into third, and a home run is just inches away.Kate presses her mouth to mine—lets me seduce her with my tongue. So warm. So wet.

Hot, hard, real desire uncoils low in my gut, and my pants tighten predictably. I turn my attention to her earlobe—sucking and biting. Then I whisper tender, dirty, need-filled words that you don’t get to hear. About how much I want her, how beautiful she is, about all the things I want to do to her, and the detailed positions I want to do them in.

Kate’s h*ps move upward, searching for friction against the fingers that are now firmly stationed between her legs. When she’s primed and panting—right where I want her—I retract my hands. And look into her eyes. Let’s finish this in the other room.You don’t belong to him. Not any longer. But how was I supposed to live after Q? I knew what true belonging meant. It hadn’t been ethical or normal, but I’d been treasured and priceless. I didn’t just want to belong. I wanted to be ruled. And Brax would never rule me. He couldn’t.

Brax shuffled forward, pushing the damn dog out of the way. Is this real? His deep voice, full of sleep, rasped with remembrance. Brax. Sweet, comforting Brax. He’d been all alone. Probably suffering ten times what I did.Our eyes never left and he moved. Tessie? My God, Tess.

Paradise Valley (Virgin River #7)

Then, we were running. We slammed together, wrapping tight arms, squeezing until breathless. Brax rained me in kisses while his bed-warm body, in only singlet and boxers, scalded me with grief.My heart split into fragments. Q’s voice filled me head. Smell so good. So f**king good. Like rain… no, no like frost. Sharp and fresh and icy and cold and… and painful. He closed his eyes, voice trailing into a whisper. You love c—causing pain.

It would become a familiar passenger in my heart. Q caused immeasurable agony. I wouldn’t survive it. You will survive it.Brax stopped kissing my hair, gathering me in a bone-crunching hug. Oh, my God, Tess. Tessie? It’s really you. Oh, my God. His familiar apple scent and size all overwhelmed, and I did the one thing I swore not to do.

Tears waterfalled and I sobbed. Sobbed for my past with this man. The knowledge I changed completely, and could never go back. I would always live with Q in my heart; there was no longer room for Brax. But I had to pretend. This moment marked the day I locked away my wants and needs, ready to act my ass off. Tessie would be reborn through determination and lies.Brax pulled back, tears tracking his face. He planted a wet kiss on my lips; I forced myself not to recoil. He’s gone through hell thinking you were dead. Kiss him. Show him you still love him.

I opened my mouth, expecting a violent tongue, so conditioned to savagery, but Brax kissed sweetly, delicately, so different to Q. So different to what I needed.He pulled away, grabbing my hands. Are you okay? Are you hurt? His eyes flew over me in panic. My grey dress was rumpled and creased, but it looked expensive. It should—it was Prada.

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