Beautiful Hannah. If you were mine, I'd lay you on silk sheets and wrap you up in ropes of pearls, and feed you honey from a silver spoon. Of course, you wouldn't be able to make all your high-minded judgments if you were a fallen woman...but you wouldn't care. Because I would pleasure you, Hannah, every night, all night, until you forgot your own name. Until you were willing to do things that would shock you in the light of day. I would debauch you from your head down to your innocent little toes-" "Oh, I despise you.
Lisa KleypasEvie," Lillian interupted impatiently, "men expect to be deceived in these matters. They're happiest that way. If one were straightforward with them the whole prospect of marriage would be too alarming, and none of them would ever do it.
Lisa KleypasI'm not short," Daisy muttered. "Short women are never mysterious, or elegant, or pursued by handsome men. And they're always treated like children. I refuse to be short.
Lisa KleypasMarriage would change hardly anything between us, except that we would end our arguments in a much more satisfying way. And of course I would have extensive legal rights over your body, your property, and all your individual freedoms, but I don't see what's so alarming about that.
Lisa KleypasYou donโt annoy me.โ Carefully he rebuttoned the placket of her shirt. โI thought you did, at first. But now I realize it was more like the feeling you get when your footโs been asleep. And when you start moving, the blood coming back into it is uncomfortable . . . but also good. Do you understand what I mean?โ โYes. I make your feet tingle.โ A smile came to his lips. โAmong other things.
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