Her hand shot to the front of his breeches, making claws of her fingers and trapping his genitals in a tight grip. He froze. As if testing, she hefted the
firm weight she found. Heavy, but so very delicate.
She bared her teeth. “And even in the dark, now I’ll know that I’m ripping off the right cods.”
His eyes narrowed, and the hot interest she saw in his gaze sent shivers skittering down her spine. That wasn’t just business now. She tightened her
grip.
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...she studied his clothes, his top hat. “And you’ve just come from Parliament? How are you finding that?”
“It’s much like piracy. You tell your enemies that if they don’t fall in line, you’ll leave them to die.
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I'm beginning to think that you aren't with child. You've simply become fat after reading too many recipes.
Meljean BrookShe did like him...sometimes. When he was not a complete knacker.
Meljean BrookHe focused on the inspector, instead, though she didn't want him watching her. But Rhys liked the way she looked, particularly when her expression suggested that she'd prefer to have a gun aimed at his head rather than sit across from him in a private railcar.
Meljean BrookConfounding woman. He wanted to drag her close and kiss her senseless.
Meljean BrookNo armor. No buckles. Only a few layers of cotton and ten feet of parlor separated his mouth from her breasts.
Meljean BrookThe first opportunity he got, Rhys was going to shag her blind.
Meljean BrookI'll kiss you until we can't breathe. I'll strip you naked and taste every inch of you. Then I'll shag you until neither of us can see straight.
Meljean BrookShe trailed after him, admiring the line of his back. He began climbing the stairs, and she sighed with pleasure. Every bit of him was gorgeous. “Do you mind if I objectify you?”
“Please do,” he said over his shoulder. “Particularly my knees, as they are oft-neglected.”
“Maybe if you ever got your pants off, they wouldn’t be.”
“It hardly matters, sweet; once they’ve come off, the attention isn’t likely to center on my absurdly handsome knees.
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