“And, baby, I can’t put my hands on you…” he pressed his hips to her lower back, the hard ridge of his erection branding her, “…and not strip us both to our skin and fuck you until you’re screaming in… — Jennifer Lyon Copy Share Image
“Just a kiss, Kitten.” “Kitten?” No one called her that. His mouth curved. “You’re skittish, wanting my touch, but afraid. Deciding if you want… — Jennifer Lyon Copy Share Image
“Cyanide. On ice with a twist of lime. Or water. But I’m not budging on the lime.” Lyon, Jennifer (2013-02-22). The Proposition (The Plus… — Jennifer Lyon Copy Share Image
“I'm not nothing." His eyes that had only seconds ago glittered with barely controlled rage now warmed until she swore she could see specks… — Jennifer Lyon Copy Share Image
“Darcy- "What's worse then a pissed of Chuck Norris?" Pheonix- "What?" Darcy- "A pissed off witch.” — Jennifer Lyon Copy Share Image
“What’s in the box?” Sloane glanced to her hands. Box? Oh! “Cupcakes. For you.” A flush heated her skin, but she forced herself to… — Jennifer Lyon Copy Share Image
“And, baby, I can’t put my hands on you…” he pressed his hips to her lower back, the hard ridge of his erection branding… — Jennifer Lyon Copy Share Image
“Just a kiss, Kitten.” “Kitten?” No one called her that. His mouth curved. “You’re skittish, wanting my touch, but afraid. Deciding if you want… — Jennifer Lyon Copy Share Image
