It was a good thing Ridge was mighty fond of Tug or he’d probably have killed him by now.
As it was, it had been touch and go for a little while that morning. But killing your lover on Christmas morning was so…so…heterosexual.
Stichwörter: funny christmas-coda-7 just-desserts
I want that.
I don’t think a week goes by I don’t dream about it.
The way it feels to move inside you.
The way your body grabs on like tight velvet.
The sounds you make, like having me inside you is the best thing that ever happened to you.
Stichwörter: josh-lanyon fair-game
His knee was killing him, was not going to support him for much longer, but of far greater importance seemed the erection shoving against the constriction of his jeans. Biological imperative.
Josh LanyonStichwörter: josh-lanyon fair-game
He needed fresh air and sunshine. A walk in the woods and afterward a good book to read by the fire.
Yeah, that was the life.
Stichwörter: josh-lanyon fair-game
Last night they hadn’t even fucked. What the hell was the point of protective custody if you weren’t at least going to get to have sex with your protector?
Josh LanyonStichwörter: josh-lanyon fair-game
I don’t recall you playing much tennis. As for the gymnastics…"
His sexy growl of a laugh seemed to snag Elliot in the guts. "Yeah, you do have some beautiful moves as I recall. They didn’t require a lot of footwork.
Stichwörter: josh-lanyon fair-game
Love you? Of course I love you. Baby, I fucking worship you.
Josh LanyonStichwörter: tough-men-admit-mm-love jake-to-adrien
My mother made a sound that from a lesser woman would have been a snort.
Josh LanyonI thought they expected you to be controversial at UCLA?”
“I believe the Board of Regents draws the line at sacrificial murder.
He was right. I knew the score. He’d never pretended it was other than it was--whatever the hell that was.
I’d never kidded myself there was any chance for us. Well, not often anyway.
I guess my mistake had been in believing he was too smart and too honest not to eventually realize…
Not his feelings for me--because I didn’t think what he felt for me was that significant--but his own true nature. How could he deny what he was? How could he choose to live such a profound and cancerous deception?
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