Temptation

‘I heard a quote once. It might pertain to you. By memory it was by Mr. Johnny Depp. ‘If you are in love with two people, choose the second one; because if you really loved the first one, you wouldn't have fallen for the second’.’ She flicked off the lighter and sat back in her seat.

It is better to taste than to admire, I assure you.

‘You and your creepy research, Mr. Clark.’ ‘It's what I do, Ms. Summers.’

I want you. I want you so fucking badly that it is driving me crazy. I’ve never wanted anyone or anything more in my life.

I know you feel it, Alexis. You want me between your legs just as badly as I want to be there.

He stepped backward and nodded while giving me that smirk. ‘ Ahh, Ms. Summers the pleasure has been all mine.’ I couldn’t help but smile. ‘ Oh, Mr. Clark, by the way, it’s Mrs., not Ms.’ Putting two fingers to his lips, he winked and turned. ‘ I know,’ he called behind him, and then he was gone.

Don’t be sorry, you were right, except for one thing. I have found my match.

He was smirking the smirkiest smirk of all smirks to date. I laughed, even that smirk was hard to ignore. F**k, maybe I should call him Mr Smirk.

If you are in love with two people, choose the second one; because if you really loved the first one, you wouldn't have fallen for the second.

His biceps were simply mouth-watering, and those legs! I could imagine having those wrapped around me in a hot steamy bath. Alexis, I think you just drooled on yourself.

A kitchen is not quite a kitchen without something stuck to the fridge.

Nothing is too complicated. Life is too short to stop at complications. I want a week with you and I will get it.

I groaned to myself, well at least I hope I groaned to myself, I couldn’t be one hundred percent sure I just didn’t open my mouth and let that groan come out.

I was speechless and utterly craving what he had just declared.

If you are in love with two people, choose the second one, because if you really loved the first one, you wouldn’t have fallen for the second.

Can I try your Stiff Dick?” I asked, as I put my thumbnail in between my teeth. He endeavoured to keep his cool, but evidence of him breaking was sneaking through. “Can you handle my Stiff Dick?” he replied, then leaned forward and placed his chin on his resting hand. Fighting very hard to stop myself from smiling, I was finding it excruciatingly difficult. “Oh, I can handle your Stiff Dick and a Fuck on the Floor, but can you handle my Mind Fuck and Sex Up Against the Wall?

I know, Mum. So what did you call for?’ ‘Well... just quickly. When you have a second, can you please send me some Bejeweled Blitz coins?