sexy-men

I've got a mind to turn you over my knee and spank the spoiled hell out of you

He reached for her hand. She jerked her head up, eyes wide. __tay,_ he repeated. __ could use the company._ She hesitated. A rueful smile pulled at his lips. __ promise I won__ try to kiss you again_tonight.

The man had one of those dark, deep voices, the kind that made men listen and women shed their clothing.

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.

He lifted his head, the sight of his dark, disheveled hair, eyes glinting with longing in the lamp light, the gorgeous spread of his shoulders, tapering down to the narrow thrust of his hips, made my ovaries ache deep in my belly.

Justus tried to make an objective assessment of Miguel. What was the big deal with him, anyway? So he was easy on the eyes. Actually that was an understatement; he was for female eyes, a virtual feast. He was a perfect physical specimen, and very sensual. He seemed to positively ooze sex and eroticism with his every move, look, and touch. Justus turned her head toward him to steal a glance at his profile, but he caught her looking at him.His eyes were so arresting, they were a dark, fierce green, like beautiful shining emeralds. She also noticed flecks of gold laced through them, reminiscent of cat__ eyes. Not any ordinary house cat, these were the eyes of a wild predator.He was a panther; with his black hair and green eyes and the way he moved, so gracefully, yet with definite strength and agility. She sighed to herself, so much for her objectivity.

Take your clothes off slowly. For me?_ Ethan asked as he folded his large hands behind his head.So he wanted a show? Cecile had never done anything that sexy in her life, and she felt she lacked any real grace, but for Ethan, she__ give it a try.

She paused and met his gaze straight on. __ou should be seeing someone your own age, Troy Lee.___lease don__ start that bullshit again. It__ not the issue and you know it.___eally. What, pray tell, is the issue?___e__e been out one time and already you__e looking for me to cut and run." He shook his head. __ou__e doing it again. Speeding ahead, looking for where you think you__e going, instead of seeing what__ along the way. You gotta learn to slow down and enjoy the ride, Angel.

When he lifted his head, she clung to his shoulders, both of them breathing hard. He cradled her cheek in one palm. ____ not asking you to believe now. I know it__ too soon for that, after_well, after everything. If you can believe just for this second, then for the one after that, and after that, soon you__e believing in me, in us, all the while. Think you can handle that? This second?__he smiled, desire pulling at her again. __ can do that.__n answering smile flirted with his mouth. He kissed her. __hat about this one?___ can do that too.__e lowered his mouth to hers again. __ow about this one?

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.

His intense blue gaze held hers, willing her to believe. She pulled in a shaky breath. Each second, he__ said. This second, then another, then another, until she believed all the time. She closed her eyes. She wanted to trust in him, in them. Why did it have to be so darn hard?Using his hold on her wrist, he drew her closer, leaned down to rest his cheek against hers. ____ yours,_ he murmured near her ear. __ou have me. Believe that, baby.__he nodded and slipped her arms about his neck, holding on hard. ____ trying.___ know._ He rested a hand against her spine, dropped a kiss on the curve of her shoulder. __ne second at a time, Angel. We have all the time you need.

Let the whole world knock on that door. I'm not opening it.

I pulled him close. __ou can try your best. The only problem is after this is all over with reality is going to be waiting for me.__e took my shirt off and tossed it over his shoulder pulling me down on the couch. He kissed me again, biting at my lip. __gnorance is bliss.

I like to be in charge. I like to guide my bedmate, push her to her limits, expand her horizons. My pleasure comes from the power she gives me to decide how to bring her pleasure. My pleasure comes from the trust she gives me to show her what her body is capable of if she_ just_lets_go_

What if I told you that you occupy my every waking thought? That I dream about you at night? And that you feature in my darkest, dirtiest dreams? What then?

I always thought 'love at first sight' was silly and incredibly irresponsible. Then, you came along and you flipped it on me. I understand it now. I do! ~Sheriff Derrick Decker

My knees were weak but he held me with one hand, guiding me with the motion of his hips. I was completely his to do with what he wanted and he knew it.

We were a galaxy exploding into a million pieces, creating a whole new world, as we crashed against each other on the soft surface of his mattress, a cloud in the darkness, our bodies finally falling together like rain.