“Do you prefer to be on top or bottom?”
“I prefer whatever makes you yell louder when I fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked.”
“Who do you belong to, Syd?”
“Say it, Syd.”
“I belong to you.”
“You’re a mother’s dream, tall, dark and handsome, good manners, straight teeth and wealthy.”
“What about her daughter’s dream. How am I doing there?”
“Fulfilling them all.” I lifted my head to kiss him softly.”
“If I don’t bury myself inside of you within the next five minutes, you aren’t going to be able to walk tomorrow.”
“Are you saying you want to have sex with me this week and only get to ask and be asked ten personal questions?”
“That’s what I’m saying.” His response was dead serious.
“It is the glow-worm that shines in the night-time and is black in the morning; it is the white breath of the oxen in winter; it is the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself at sunset." "You are a strange man," said Sir Henry, when he had ceased. Umbopa laughed. "It seems to me that we are much alike, Incubu. Perhaps I seek a brother over the mountains.”
“As we move on year by year in this life, we learn that telling doesn't necessarily purge; telling something is merely a reliving, and it's a torment.”
“You need a reason to be sad. You don't need a reason to be happy.”
“Is kissing me so bad, then, lass?”
“It’s not the kissing that’s bad …” Her words were lost in a soft moan as she tipped her head back for more kisses.
“What’s bad, my heart?” Hawk nipped her neck, gently.
“Oooh! … you!”
“Me? I’m bad?” He wouldn’t let her answer for a long moment while he nibbled at her lower lip, teased it, sucked it into his mouth, then slowly released it.
Adrienne drew a shaky breath. “Well … I mean … you are a man …”
“Yes,” he encouraged.
“And very beautiful at that….”
“Mmm … yes?”
“And I hate beautiful men….” Her hands moved over his shoulders, his broad muscled back, and tapered down over his tight waist to his muscular buttocks. She was shocked at her own daring, thrilled by the groan of pleasure she coaxed from him.
“I can tell. Hate me just like that, lass. Hate me like that again. Hate me all you need to hate me.”
“You can take the girl out of the library, but you can’t take the neurotic, compulsively curious librarian out of the girl.”
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