God gave woman a clitoris--a small little bit of flesh with only one purpose--transcendent sexual pleasure. So how is it that some people believe God and sex shouldn't be in the same sentence?
Lisa ValdezPassion: "Your profile ought to be pressed upon a coin."
Mark: "Your body ought to be pressed upon mine.
My Sleeping Beauty ~ I kissed you, but you did not wake. I find this strange for I know I am your prince.
Lisa ValdezPatience--"It's just that you needn't have gone to all the trouble." Matthew--"Trouble? What trouble is that, Patience?" His eyes dropped to her mouth. "Don't you see? You're no trouble to me." He lifted his gaze back to hers. "And even if you were, I would go to the ends of the earth to be troubled by you.
Lisa ValdezPolite applause punctuated the end of the clockmaker's speech. But Passion continued to stare. Her
words came before she thought to hold them back. "Your profile ought to be pressed upon a coin."
He bent his blue gaze upon her. "Your body ought to be pressed upon mine.
Be she alewife,
fishmonger, washerwoman, or whore; the woman who fucks my whole cock shall I take to church's
door.
However, I am accustomed to not having what I want.
Lisa ValdezRodrigo tried to draw a deep breath, but his chest was too filled with anguish, rage and guilt. He kissed his ash-coated fingers. “I love you,” he whispered. “I love you more than life itself.” Curling his fingers into his fist, he pressed it against his chest. So, I will surely see you soon…and then, my love, we shall be together in our forever now.
Lisa ValdezMots clés love romance erotica
I want you to know that you will not be alone in your loneliness,” he said.
Her tear-filled eyes welled over. “You will be surrounded by your court…and all the beautiful ladies there.”
Rodrigo shook his head. “I’ve never cared about any of them. I shall be lonely for you. Lonely in the midst of a crowd…surrounded by a hundred faces, none of them yours.” He held Rapunzel’s tearful gaze, and tried to swallow the lump in his throat. But he couldn’t. “And as everything and everyone is spinning around me, I shall be thinking of you and longing to be here…” he brushed the backs of his fingers against her wet cheek, “…here in the tower, with my Rapunzel.
Mots clés love loneliness
She didn’t call him Prince or Royal Highness. She called him Rodrigo. And while she very clearly wanted him, she wanted him only for what he brought to her as a man.
It felt strange to simply be a man.
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