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H.S. Howe
“Nate was suddenly famished, and not for food. Seeing the look of bliss on her face and hearing her moan in pleasure had his blood pumping. He wanted to see her look like that again. He wanted to make her make those sounds. He swallowed hard and looked down at his food. He made himself eat and complimented her cooking, though he was too distracted by the throbbing in his pants to really taste it.”
― Willing to Wait
― Willing to Wait
“His lips moved to her ear as his hand danced over her lace covered sex. "Other men look at you and I want to rip their eyes out." His fingers gripped her inner thigh, causing her to jolt and cry out.”
― Willfully Wanton
― Willfully Wanton
“He cut off her protest with his mouth. When he was certain she would no longer object, he moved his lips from her mouth to her breast. They were so full and fit perfectly in his hands. She cried out when his tongue flicked her sensitive nipple so he did it again and again. Her response was driving him wild. His plan had been to take his time and wait for her to come to him. But the moment she'd said his name, he was lost. Couldn't control himself. She was his. Nobody else's. With that thought on his brain he let himself go. Frantically, he slammed into her and she met every thrust head-on, grinding into him as he came.”
― Jingle My Snowballs
― Jingle My Snowballs
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