“You got the list?” Lewis asked. “What the hell is the deal with the temperature?” “Razel is not allowed to sweat,” Maximo… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“He shouldn't want to see her, but he did. He shouldn’t want to know how she felt, how she tasted, but he did. He shouldn’t want to know what food she liked or what she thought about when she was alone. He shouldn’t want to know what her favorite music was or what she did when she wasn't modeling, if… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share
“She had never been so affected by the idea of intimacy, but there was something about his eyes; something warm, and gentle… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“She was exquisite. She tasted, smelled, and felt right in every way to him, but as they collapsed into bed, sated and… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“Don’t you like them?” She ran her fingers across the waistband of her panties. “I’m afraid I can’t appreciate them in such… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
