Saturday, March 8, 2014

Cup of Sugar by Karla Doyle



Conn he's cocky, "it wasn't an invitation, though I wouldn't object if you want to conserve water by joining me." Nia and Conn have some pretty interesting back and forth, "you assume a lot, sweetheart. I was checking the status of the ball." He nodded at the TV, where Dick Clark's replacement was yapping away. "Not my balls." Sometimes you just have to take situations as they are, "the springy mattress pitched her against him as he edged closer. Her breast pressed against his biceps and her handed landed on his quadriceps. A couple inches to the north and she'd have had something entirely different to grab hold of." He's a dirty boy in the sack, "Jesus, Nia." He opened her wider, pressed her down harder. Groaned against her neck as her whimpered moan. "Eff me, baby. Effing come all over me." I don't know, I just loved this book especially all the situations these two got into together, "he lifted the edge of the covers. "I'm up." Her focus shifted from his face to his co** and her bottom lip dropped. She smacked his hand - and the blankets - down while scrambling to retrieve his sweatpants from the floor at the end of the bed." And Conn doesn't like finding his girl with another guy it turns the man into a beast, "no, sweetheart." One step had her backed against the wall. "To prevent Aaron's anything from any and all inward motion." Nia I really just loved her she's so cute, "um, yes. I have noticed that. Your bathroom could use some curtains or something." And...she'd just admitted to ogling his naked body for the past year. Flirted with him too. Conn's smile took a turn from sweet to sexy and he winked. "

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