Sundays have never been so sexy!
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Today I am sharing a snippet from one of my all-time favorite stories, no matter how many times I re-read it, it always feels like the first time!
"I missed you every moment," Rhys said, leaning down to kiss the corner of my mouth.
"Your smile."
His lips grazed over the shell of my ear and my back arched slightly.
"Your laugh."
He pressed a kiss to my neck, right beneath my ear, and I tilted my head to give him access, biting down the urge to beg him to take more, to take faster as he murmured, "Your scent."
My eyes fluttered closed, and his hands coasted around my hips to cup my rear, squeezing as he bent to kiss the center of my throat.
"The sounds you make when I'm inside you."
His tongue flicked over the spot where he'd kissed, and one of those sounds indeed escaped me. Rhys kissed the hollow of my collarbone, and my core went utterly molten.
"My brave, bold, brilliant mate."
You don't want to miss a single page of this series!
A Court of Thorns and Roses
A Court of Thorns and Roses
A snippet from Must Love More Kilts (Must Love #4) by Angela Quarles read by Mary Jane Wells:
ReplyDelete“I did not mean to be so long away from you. I had clan business to take care of, which took longer than I anticipated.”
She nodded. “I understand.”
He blew out a breath. “I’m not sure you do. I was eager to get through that business precisely because I wanted it out of the way so that I could return to your side.”
Now it was her turn to feel her body flush with heat. “Oh yeah?”
“Aye.” He looked down at his hands and then slowly reached and clasped her hand resting against her thigh. The rough feel of his calloused hands on her skin, and the tentative vulnerability in the movement, about made her slide forward off the bench and melt in a puddle on the stone floor.
He really was just a big—quiet—teddy bear.
I can't resist to share one more. This time it's from Dana Marton's latest romantic suspense entitled Silent Threat:
ReplyDeleteHe scissored his legs, pulled hers out from under her, and brought her to the ground. Then, on some stupid impulse, he rolled on top of her to immobilize her, like he would have with an enemy combatant.
She stared up at him, wide-eyed, her long hair spread over the carpet of autumn leaves. She was soft against all his hard places.
“Maybe I could get into this one-with-nature business.”
Nice! Thanks for sharing, Linda! ;-)
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