Basque and Celt. Criminals and barbarians. I didn't think there could be a more primitive pairing of genes.
Karen Marie MoningBarronsโ lips twitched. Iโd almost made him smile. Barrons smiles about as often as the sun comes out in Dublin, and it has the same effect on me; makes me feel warm and stupid.
Karen Marie MoningWhen he'd pushed inside me and I'd feel him begin to penetrate, it had turned me into a wild thing-hot, wet, and desperate for more of him. With every kiss, every caress, every thrust, I'd just needed more. He'd touched me, I went nuts. The world dwindled down to one thing: him.
Karen Marie Moning