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“He curled his arms, popped his biceps. "The Hulk is no match for the power of these pythons."
"I see another python is also proud of the fact that my room is destroyed."
Liam cupped his semi-erect length and gave a manly tug. "The desk is next. Or should we do it on your dresser? You've got a weapon of mass destruction at your beck and call. Just point me in the right direction."
Laughter bubbled up in her chest. She loved this playful, joyful side of Liam. Maybe he'd never really had a chance to embrace that part of his personality when he was growing up, but he was definitely making up for it now.
"Are you seriously comparing yourself to a weapon of mass destruction?"
"Look at this room." He opened his arms wide. "We rocked the fucking world."
Daisy made her way across the broken shambles of the bed. It didn't look girlie anymore. They'd managed to knock off the pink duvet, and all the fluffy pillows, and tangle the delicately flowered sheets in a heap.
Definitely time for a change.
"Where are you going"----he growled----"wiggling that sexy little ass at me?"
Daisy looked back over her shoulder and smiled. "You said something about a desk?”
― Sara Desai, The Dating Plan

“Cade released her slowly, running his hand over her hip, and patting her on the butt.
Her cheeks heated. She owed him an apology. She cleared her throat, and with difficulty managed, "I can be pushy---"
"You think?" He cut her no slack.
"I came on too strong. I'm sorry."
"I'm not."
"You're not?"
"We kissed."
"A good enough kiss for you to wear a costume?"
"You could kiss my entire body, and I'd still pass."
His entire body. She'd never considered naked a costume, but it might work for him. She looked him up and down. Licked her lips. Her blush deepened at the thought.
She heard Cade swallow. His gaze was hot and dark; his voice deep and husky. "I've never taken a woman in a storeroom before, but there's always a first time.”
― Kate Angell, The Cottage on Pumpkin and Vine

“Why do I have to earn it by being good? Don’t you feel like bragging?”
“It’s better when you beg,” he said, his voice low. “It’s always better when you beg.”
― Robyn Carr, Wild Man Creek

“I decided that I wanted to have one memory of you with your clothes on."
"Beast," she chuckled. "If you wished to see me dressed, you only had to request it."
"Plus, it's so fun to remove everything"---he stared at her over the rim of his stemmed goblet---"piece by piece.”
― Cheryl Holt, Total Surrender