“Do you want to play a game?” he asks, his tone rich and dark and sensuous like his chocolate. Every atom in… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“I whisper, “What do I need?” “Release.” That one word scrapes across my nerves and lights me on fire. His deep voice… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“I won’t ask you for anything you aren’t willing to give me,” he croons. “And I promise you’ll enjoy it. Do you… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“What if I told you that you occupy my every waking thought? That I dream about you at night? And that you… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“I want to make you feel things you’ve never felt, push you in ways you never knew existed, expand your horizons in… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“I’m not going to deny that I want to fuck you. I can’t promise a future or that I’ll be some sniveling boyfriend who… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“Last night he made it very clear that he wants me. And, god help me, I want him too.” — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“...a small part of me that worried that Tori wouldn’t be here when I arrived, that I pushed her too far, too fast, that… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“As much as I enjoy her laughter, I don’t like the sound of her doubting herself. And that’s something else I’m going to have… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“Holy mama llama. That’s Nathanial Stone. Nathanial Stone is sitting in my booth. Nathanial Stone is in the Finewhile Diner sitting in my booth.… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“The kiss is different than I expected. It’s slow and tender, his lips soft and warm against mine. He tastes sweet, like the powdered… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“Do you want to play a game?” he asks, his tone rich and dark and sensuous like his chocolate. Every atom in me stands… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“I look around, hoping I can postpone the indignity of stuttering like a lunatic in front of the sexiest man alive – according to… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“I look back at Tori, who’s watching him looking worried and poised as if she’s about to rush over and help him at any… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
“I whisper, “What do I need?” “Release.” That one word scrapes across my nerves and lights me on fire. His deep voice dances on… — D.L. Hess Copy Share Image
