Thursday, January 9, 2014

Rome by Jay Crownover



Rome he's a feely guy, "his hand that as holding on to my butt gave the cheek a squeeze and I thought her was going to lever himself up and off me, but he didn't. He used the other hand to hold his considerable bulk up off of me for the first time in hours and his free hand lifted and I went frozen still as he used it to oh so gently trace the curve of my bottom lip where my mouth was still hanging open like a dimwit." Rome he can be a really sweet guy, "yeah, I think I do. Don't get me wrong. If you just want me to take you to bed anytime you feel up to it, I'm game for that as well, but I like you, so yeah, I would like to take you on a date." Sometimes a man just needs to voice his needs, "I leered at her. "I have something hotter you need to take out." I adjusted the bulge in the front of my pants for emphasis." And he can be demanding, "if I want to take it to you in the kitchen, on the couch,in the middle of the goddamn living room, I don't want to worry about being interrupted. This is it for me, Cora. We need our own place." Rome doesn't like taking orders, "I looked at the erection that was now pointing straight upward at his rippling stomach and then up at him. He gave a small shrug. "My di** doesn't give two effs about doctor's orders." I can't wait for the next bad boy in the series. 

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