Her breathing ragged, her body went lax under his. “We’re not done,” he rasped, fisting a hand in her dark, short hair. Law greedily took her mouth as he started to ride her again—deep, hard. So damned hungry, so damned hungry …
If she’d had the breath, she might have told him to give her a minute.
But even if she had had the breath? He would have stolen it away again.
Then he curled his tongue around her clit and Nia could have sworn she saw lights exploding. Her breath caught in her lungs, the muscles in her body went rigid. Nothing, absolutely nothing seemed to exist except for the way that man was teasing her closer and closer to climax, using his tongue in a way that was nothing short of diabolical.
Shiloh WalkerWhen she reached the button of his jeans, his hips jerked and he squeezed his eyes closed, hoped he wouldn’t make a fool of himself and lose it the second she touched him. He hadn’t done anything like that in ages, not since high school, but Nia shattered his control like nothing else.
Shiloh WalkerAcross the room, Nia said with a smirk, “Look at Tinkerbell going all mama-bear.”
Hope snapped, “Oh, shove the Tinkerbell crap up your ass.”
For about two seconds, Nia just stared at her. Then she started to laugh.
Things happen when they happen, not when you're ready for them.
Shiloh WalkerTag: if-you-hear-her
Put knowledge in the hands of stupid people, and it just made them more stupid.
Shiloh WalkerBad thing about fighters, though, too often they were forged in fire.
Shiloh WalkerAbby,” he murmured, lifting a hand to curve around her neck. “I love you.”
A sob slipped free and she wrapped her arms around his waist. One of his hands cupped the back of her neck and cuddled her in close.
As he bent around her, he whispered, “I’ve loved you so long, I can’t remember what it’s like to not love you. And I’ll go to my grave loving you. You’re my everything.
Important describes what I have to do by April 14. Important describes my license renewed, my bills paid, payroll... Abby. You're not important. You're everything.
Shiloh WalkerI want a couple of things clear,” he said quietly. “First…I think you’re beautiful. You’ve always been beautiful, and nothing changes that.” Laying his palm against her chest so that it covered one of the scars, he said, “This sure as hell doesn’t. Got it?
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