“Tell me, damn it,” he demanded, lifting my hips higher and pounding into me harder than before. “You feel it. I know you do.” — Alison Bliss Copy Share Image
“Well, Cowboy, if my pussy is ever in need of being rescued, then I’ll be sure to give you a call. Until then, you’ll… — Alison Bliss Copy Share Image
“I work for the Federal Bureau of Investigation,” he reminded me. “It’s my duty to investigate this, er…sighting…to the best of my ability.” He… — Alison Bliss Copy Share Image
“You choose men the same way a child picks out a new puppy; first one who crawls in your lap is yours.” — Alison Bliss Copy Share Image
“Tell me, damn it,” he demanded, lifting my hips higher and pounding into me harder than before. “You feel it. I know you do.” — Alison Bliss Copy Share Image
“It was five o’clock when the stupid rooster started crowing relentlessly, robbing me of my sleep. The sun hadn’t even risen yet. Dumbass bird… — Alison Bliss Copy Share Image
“One peek and I melted. “Aww,” I said, cooing to the chick with the fluffy head. “It’s so cute.” Then it shit in my… — Alison Bliss Copy Share Image
“Do you have a condom?” “The FBI taught me to always be prepared,” he said, grinning.” — Alison Bliss Copy Share Image
“Jake smiled, as if he enjoyed my temper tantrum. “Patience is a virtue.” “Yeah, well, so is virginity, but I don’t have that anymore,… — Alison Bliss Copy Share Image
“Jesus,” he said, exasperated. “When we leave here, I’m stopping to buy you a self-help book.” — Alison Bliss Copy Share Image
“Damn it, Emily. I’m responsible for your safety.” “Then wear a condom!” “Jesus,” he said, breathing out hard. “I was right before. You definitely… — Alison Bliss Copy Share Image
