sexy

Say my name.""No." She tipped her head up, her breath sawing out of her lungs. __on__ stop, please._ He languidly stroked her. __ won__ stop, but I won__ take you there unless you say it._ Her voice locked in her throat. He stroked into her again at the same time giving her the pressure she desired with his thumb. __ have all night.

You__e killing me in this proper little suit,_ he said, skating a heated look over her shirt. __y place or yours?_ She swallowed thickly, the hand against his chest beginning to sweat. __-I__ busy._ __ou__e gonna be,_ he said, smiling. __eed to know what bed you__e gonna be in, though. Bringing my A game._ __on__ you think_?_ __bout you underneath me? Only every other minute. Now answer me, or else I__l throw you on the nearest desk._ Heat burst onto her cheeks. He noticed. __h, really?_ He smiled down at her.

Stop,_ he murmured, or at least that__ what he meant to say. It came out sounding more like __es,_ which probably wasn__ the same thing at all.

Lily?__he couldn__ see his face, but she knew his eyes were on her. She could feel them. A beat passed. Then another. He flicked the flashlight on, his eyes zooming in on her mouth. __on__ suppose you__e scared enough of the dark to leave._ She shook her head. __ don__ suppose you__e planning on leaving me on my own._ A smile, then, __ou might cheat._ He tugged their linked hands and leaned the slightest bit closer. __rue,_ she breathed, mirroring his movement. __ wouldn__ trust you if our roles were reversed._ Inches from his face, she admired the curve of his top lip. __hat are you doing, Black?_ __ think,_ he whispered back, his warm breath fanning over her lips, ____ going to have to kiss you, McIntire.

Foxy, you made me blow a load in my jeans.

Spread, Foxy. Show me that sweet spot.

Christ, you have a body made for sin.

You ready for this? You ready for what I__ gonna do to you?

Lily?_ She couldn__ see his face, but she knew his eyes were on her. She could feel them. A beat passed. Then another. He flicked the flashlight on, his eyes zooming in on her mouth. __on__ suppose you__e scared enough of the dark to leave._ She shook her head. __ don__ suppose you__e planning on leaving me on my own._ A smile, then, __ou might cheat._ He tugged their linked hands and leaned the slightest bit closer. __rue,_ she breathed, mirroring his movement. __ wouldn__ trust you if our roles were reversed._ Inches from his face, she admired the curve of his top lip. __hat are you doing, Black?_ __ think,_ he whispered back, his warm breath fanning over her lips, ____ going to have to kiss you, McIntire.

You been taking care of yourself a long time, Foxy. You must be fucking hungry for it. I bet you__e drenched right now.

I__ not a lot of trouble,_ she said.His gaze slid to her mouth. __ou sure about that?___ompletely._ And then she flashed him an indeed trouble-filled smile.And that__ when he knew. He was the one in trouble. Deep trouble.

I wasn__ finished with you, Pru,_ he said softly. __ had plans.__h boy. __aybe I had plans, too.___eah?_ Closing the gap between them, one of his hands went to her hip, the other slid up her back to anchor her to him. __ell me. Tell me slowly and in great detail.

He stared at her. __ow is it that you__e cute, sexy as hell, and smarter than anyone I know?__he gave him a small smile. __t__ a gift.

Okay, time to play doctor.__er entire body quivered, sending __es please_ vibes to her brain. Luckily her mouth intercepted them. __ure, if I can be the doctor.__is mouth curved. ____ willing to take turns, but me first.

Finn smiled and blew half her brain cells. __ou going to teach me how to have fun, Pru?_ he asked in that low, husky voice.

Trying to cool his jets, trying to let her stay in charge, he attempted to hold back, but she let out this breathy little whimper like he was the best thing she__ ever tasted.

Pru had gotten under his skin, and like her, he wanted more. So much more. He wanted to know her secrets, the ones that sometimes put those shadows in her eyes. He wanted to know what made her tick. And more than anything, he wanted to taste her again.Every inch of her.

My favorite involves you wearing your black dominatrix boots.""What else am I wearing?""Nothing.""What are you wearing?""A hard-on and a smile.