Can I kiss you?_ And she would let him, lightly on her lips, a moment of brief anticipation. __our kisses are like sugar woman._ He would tell her affectionately. __o sweet._ He would close in on her and then ask softly, __lease spend the night with me.
With her hands still fisted in his shirt, she gave a gentle tug until he bent enough that she could kiss him softly. And then not so softly.__hat was that for?_ he asked when she pulled free, his voice sexy low and gruff now.__or being the kind of guy who can admit he has emotions.__e cupped her face. __e don__ have to tell anyone, right?__he smiled. __t__l be our secret._ But then her smile faded because she wasn__ good at secrets.Or maybe she was too good at them . . . ____ not helpless,_ she said. __ want you to know that.___ do know it._ He paused, looking a little irritated again. __ostly.___ood,_ she said. __ow that__ settled, you should know, the caveman thing you just pulled . . . it turned me on a little bit.__e slid her a look. __eah?___eah.__ooking a little less like he was spoiling for a fight, his hands went to her hips and he pulled her in tighter.What the hell was she doing? Clearly, she wasn__ equipped to stay strong, and who could? The guy was just too damn potent. Too visceral. Testosterone and pheromones leaked off of him. She dropped her head to his chest. __gh. You__e being . . . you.___as that in English?___his is all your fault.___ope. Definitely not English.___ou__e being all hot and sexy, dammit,_ she said. She banged her head on his chest a few times. __nd I can__ seem to . . . not notice said hotness and sexiness.__e smiled. __ou want me again.__gain. Still . . . She tossed up her hands. __ou wear your stupid sexiness on your sleeve and you don__ even know it.
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With her hands still fisted in his shirt, she gave a gentle tug until he bent enough that she could kiss him softly. And then not so softly.__hat was that for?_ he asked when she pulled free, his voice sexy low and gruff now.__or being the kind of guy who can admit he has emotions.__e cupped her face. __e don__ have to tell anyone, right?__he smiled. __t__l be our secret._ But then her smile faded because she wasn__ good at secrets.Or maybe she was too good at them . . . ____ not helpless,_ she said. __ want you to know that.___ do know it._ He paused, looking a little irritated again. __ostly.___ood,_ she said. __ow that__ settled, you should know, the caveman thing you just pulled . . . it turned me on a little bit.__e slid her a look. __eah?___eah.__ooking a little less like he was spoiling for a fight, his hands went to her hips and he pulled her in tighter.What the hell was she doing? Clearly, she wasn__ equipped to stay strong, and who could? The guy was just too damn potent. Too visceral. Testosterone and pheromones leaked off of him. She dropped her head to his chest. __gh. You__e being . . . you.___as that in English?___his is all your fault.___ope. Definitely not English.___ou__e being all hot and sexy, dammit,_ she said. She banged her head on his chest a few times. __nd I can__ seem to . . . not notice said hotness and sexiness.__e smiled. __ou want me again.__gain. Still . . . She tossed up her hands. __ou wear your stupid sexiness on your sleeve and you don__ even know it.
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