“You’re like this frosting.” She swiped another swirl of it on her finger, stood and leaned forward to touch it to his bottom lip. “Pretty, momentarily pleasurable, but with no real substance or sustenance.” — Tracey Alvarez Copy Share Image
“Kezia could’ve guessed from the soapy scent wafting over her shoulder. Soap and something else. The XY factor that made some men smell so… — Tracey Alvarez Copy Share Image
“You must be very secure in your masculinity to parade around in those budgie smugglers.” “Oh, I’m very secure.” He see-sawed the towel over… — Tracey Alvarez Copy Share Image
“So you’ll cheat to win, huh?” “I’ll use any means necessary to win.” Her breasts ached at the smoky tone in his voice, like… — Tracey Alvarez Copy Share Image
“You’re like this frosting.” She swiped another swirl of it on her finger, stood and leaned forward to touch it to his bottom lip.… — Tracey Alvarez Copy Share Image
“Then Ben’s mouth descended again and her thoughts, as fickle as tiny fish, swam out of her head. Gentle brushes of his lips turned… — Tracey Alvarez Copy Share Image
“But baby, you started this.” The hand on her hip tugged her closer, her inner thighs brushing against the smooth fabric pulled taut over… — Tracey Alvarez Copy Share Image
