sensual

We strive for beauty and balance, the sensual over the sentimental.

I need a drink. Now.__fter tossing__ine, throwing__y purse and keys on the couch, I march straight into the kitchen. No more delays; it's time to forget tonight. It__ been yet another night like all the other first dates that never meet a second one. When you begin to lose count, that's when it's really time for a drink.Adrian stands there, leaning against the counter in an unbuttoned dress shirt and dark wash jeans. He glances at me as I walk in. __ow was your date?_ he asks, taking a swig of his scotch.I brush past him on my mission, opening the cupboard and moving a couple bottles around. I reiterate, __ need alcohol.__ut of the corner of my eye, I catch him hiding a smile before he says, __hat bad?__y face twitches as I ignore his line of questioning. It is more like a statement he wants me to clarify, even though he already knows the answer. Instead, I ask, __ have vodka left, don't I?_ I stand on my tiptoes in hopes of spotting something in the very back. Nothing.He waltzes over and looks with me, his chin almost touching my shoulder. __ think you polished that one off after last week's date._ His voice is low right next to my ear, very nearly causing a shiver.

Charles, if you were here right now, I'd totally kiss you."He chuckled softly. "I get that a lot, but I doubt my boyfriend will approve.

May All Your Fantasies Come True !!!!

I swallowed him down like liquid decadence and begged for more.

Nothing says you're more sexy than when you wear clothes.

You heard Alanna. Someone__ got to be on you at all times._ His dark eyes glinted with a hot sort of mischief, his double entendre clear as day.

Little girl, you could wrap my cock in duct tape, and I'll still make you see God.

A single smile from her could make his entire being burn. One touch from her hand and he was undone. It was terrifying to think of how much power this one person had over him. How one single gesture from her could affect him so profoundly. (Sin thinking about Kat)

If you are not appetisers, main course and dessert, you are dating the wrong diner...

Barrett is a bigger guy, not fat (not yet) but ursine, crimson of eye and lip; ginger-furred, possessed (he likes to think) of an enchanted sensual slyness, the prince transformed into wolf or lion, all slumbering large-pawed docility, awaiting, with avid yellow eyes, love__ first kiss.

Did you want to change into something more comfortable?_ Adrian asks with a raise in his eyebrows, breaking me out of my train of thought, but not away from naughty thoughts.I smack his knee. __'m comfortable, but I know you're not._ He doesn't mind dressing up, but on most days I see him in casual clothes like screen-printed tees and hoodies.__ou're right,_ he says, tapping my knee lightly, standing up. As he walks toward the hallway, he slips his shirt off the rest of the way. I can't look away from the sight, even if it is only from the back. Damn. What is happening to me? Have I gone mad?Before I can tear my eyes away from him, he turns around. Judging by the look in his eyes, I've been caught. I have so been caught. Damn again. I didn't want him to see me practically drooling. It's too late for that now.He smirks. __ou know, I could spend the rest of the night just like this._ He places a hand to the hard muscles of his chest.I clear my throat, trying really hard not to imagine my hand in place of his, and say, __f I'm wearing clothes, you're wearing clothes.___o if I'm not wearing clothes..._ I grab a coaster from the coffee table and fling it at him. He catches it in his hand. __ust remember, all you have to do is say otherwise.

A shaft of sunlight pierced the dark cluds and she looked up to see a silver lining. It was a sign, she thought.

you are absolutely the most ethereal, least sensual woman I ever knew to exist without inhuman sexlessness.

Yes. Kissing. Overrated.""I could change your mind," Zach said, surprising the hell out of them both. Why would he take something as simple as this banter as a challenge? "I don't know that I want to, but I feel right sure I could.""How arrogant. How typically male.""I suppose." He shrugged and reached for the wine bottle. "More?"She nodded, frowning now. "How do you know you could change my mind? It's been a long time since you... well_""Over two years." The pain was there, an ache in his chest he imagined he would feel every time he thought of Hannah.And he thought of her every day. Dreamed of her about as often. But lately, maybe only in the past week, he'd begun to realize that his life had not ended with his wife's.He either had to die or start living again.

lean in to kiss mein all the placeswhere the acheis the most special.

Do you know how hard it__ been to not fuck you this whole journey?" he asked inside my head.__hy can__ I make love to you? Your husband sent you off to breed with a vampire._ Samuel__ fangs retracted. __ast time I checked, I was a vampire.

I call you domina because that__ what you are,_ Samuel insisted.__t__ what I was. Now I__ just Brie. What if I only called you pathfinder?