They were lovers, except without the love. It was about sex. Amazing, fantastic, not-ready-to-walk-away-from-it-yet sex.
Kitty FrenchThis was goodbye. The best, longest, sexiest goodbye kiss ever…
Kitty FrenchLucien Knight was a walking, talking hang up, a beautiful mass of contradictions. He'd been single-minded in his mission to free her from her marriage and it was time to return the favour.
Kitty FrenchI don't want to wake up and find you're not really here," he whispered, not yet opening his eyes.
Kitty French…then she was Sophie Black, the girl who surprised him. He'd never met anyone quite like her before. On first glance she was quiet and unassuming, but scratch the surface and she was spectacular.
Kitty FrenchHe’s a fucking fool”
Sophie shrugged and looked out of the window.
“Maybe. He’s avoided having sex with me for more than six months now.”
“I’ll say it again. He’s a fucking fool.”
“Yes.”
…
“Would it help if we fucked?
You deserve better. You deserve to be adored, and you deserved to be fucked until you can’t stand up.
Kitty FrenchSex is natural.” He trailed one finger down the valley between her breasts to her navel, making her stomach muscles jitter in response. “And fucking beautiful.” His clear blue eyes held hers. “Now, forget everything else,” he said, “And Get. On. That. Bed.
Kitty FrenchSome time just after one and somewhere in between awake and asleep, Sophie moved beneath him again. Tangled limbs. Entwined fingers. Damp cheeks. Bruised hearts.
Kitty FrenchThe girl was eighty percent kitten and twenty percent lioness, and he considered it his mission to make her roar.
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