I am not Cugel the Clever for nothing!
Jack VanceTags: fantasy dying-earth cugel vance
You have two choices,” Vance said.
I stopped in the doorway to the hall and put my hands on my hips.
“And those would be?” I asked.
“We can talk or we can f**k.”
My eyes rounded. Then they narrowed. I didn’t answer.
“Though,” he went on, “I should tell you even if you pick talking, after we’re done, we’re still gonna f**k.”
I frowned at him and leaned in. “You are too much,” I snapped.
He ignored my threatening posture. “You don’t chose, I will, and I’ll pick f**king. We can talk after.
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Jules, I’ll tell you now what I would have told you at dinner if you’d been speakin’ to me. This,” he said, one hand dropping to my bottom and pulling my hips into his, one going up my back to press my torso to his chest, “is the sweetest thing I’ve had in my life and I haven’t even f**ked you yet. I never expected to get a chance at anything so sweet and now that I got it, I’m not gonna let it go.
Kristen AshleyTags: vance
If you ever think of takin’ off, if you ever get scared enough at what I do for a living that you decide you can’t hack it, then you best think again because unless what we have turns shit like everything else in my life, I’m not ever letting you go.
Kristen AshleyTags: vance
You go out into the night makin’ trouble, fearless. With everything else that means something in your life, you’re shit scared. You’re gonna have to find a way to get the f**k over it.
Kristen AshleyTags: vance
Jules’s eyes turned to Vance. “I’ll go somewhere.”
“No,” Vance replied.
“I’ll go somewhere safe,” Jules went on.
Vance got close to Jules and put his hand on her belly. “You think I’m missin’ a minute of this Princess, think again.”
I swallowed hard, hard.
“Then keep me safe,” Julies whispered.
Outside my bike, never has anything important in my life been just mine."
My body stilled, so did my heart, and my eyes locked with his.
He started moving again, slowly, deeply and he kept talking. "Always castoffs, leftovers, used, sometimes even food from the dumpsters."
My heart started beating again, only to trip over itself; my breath came fast, not only from what was happening to my body but what he was saying.
"Vance-"
His lips came to mine, his hands moved out of my hair and went to the side of my face and he stared in my eyes, pressing deep inside.
"Mine," he muttered, his deep voice hoarse, that fierce undercurrent there.
His tone caused a shiver to run through me, straight through to my soul.
Then he kissed me.
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