He's not the relationship kind or so I hear." "And do you want a relationship?" I asked her. "No." She laughed, dabbing her fry. "But I have a feeling with someone like him, you get one taste and you will always want more." "Sort of like crack?" Jacob suggested. "Or Cheetos," Brit supplied.
J. LynnHis lips hovered over hers. โNo,โ he snarled. Madison wasnโt sure to whom he was talking, but then his mouth was crushing hers, and her world became himโthe touch and feel of his lips pressing down, forcing hers to respond. It wasnโt a gentle kiss or a sweet exploration. It was angry and raw, breathtaking and soul burning. Right now, she didnโt want gentle. She wanted hard and fast, him and her, on the floor, even the bear rug, both of them naked and sweating.
J. LynnI started to kiss him back, slower and clumsy where his had been sure, practiced. I was worried I was doing it wrong, but then a deep sound came from him, almost a growl and instinctively I knew it was a sound of approval.
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