I can't get it out," she said. "Just pull at it." "It hurts. It's throbbing." "Pull harder." "I can't! It's truly stuck. I need something to make it slippery. Do you have some sort of lubricant nearby?" "No." "Not anything?" "Much as it may surprise you, we've never needed lubricant in the library before now.
Lisa KleypasShe had always maintained a cynical facade, using it as a defence against embarrassment, fear, lonelinessโฆ but at the moment she felt unusually vulnerable.
Lisa KleypasHe never knew what hit him, and that would have comforted me, except . . . just for one second, he would have had to know, wouldn't he? There must have been a blur, a sense of the world exploding, a flashpoint of receiving more damage than a human body could endure.
Lisa KleypasShe was aware of the movement of his lips as he pressed soundless words in her palm. He released her, and the look he gave her seemed to reveal the depths of his lustful, longing, bitter soul. "Good-bye, Miss Fielding," he said hoarsely.
Lisa KleypasNo marriage stays in the same pattern forever. It is both the best feature of marriage and the worst, that it inevitably changes.
Lisa KleypasI have so much love for you, I could fill rooms with it. Buildings. Youโre surrounded by it wherever you go, you walk through it, breathe it...itโs in your lungs, and under your tongue, and between your fingers and toes...โ His mouth moved passionately over hers, urging her lips apart. It was a kiss to level mountains and shake stars from the sky. It was a kiss to make angels faint and demons weep...a passionate, demanding, soul-searing kiss that nearly knocked the earth off its axis. Or at least that was how Poppy felt about it.
Lisa Kleypas