Bev

“Jenny took his face in her hands and kissed him again, wanting to lose herself in Chris. His strength, his heat, his taste. His lips were soft, so soft, but the rest of him was hard, all steel and bulky muscle, and she felt something inside of her respond fiercely to his maleness.
His head was resting on the back of the sofa and he was totally relaxed under her. Sprawled out, loose and gentle. His hands were on her back, running up and down slowly. Soothing her, encouraging her. She felt totally in charge of the situation, safe and even a bit powerful. She was amazed how good it felt to have this huge man under her, his lethal hands touching her tenderly, his whole body hers for the taking and doing.
Time stood still now, as she kissed him again and again. She became bolder, her hands running over the muscles in his chest, her body resting on his more heavily. He became more gentle, letting her take the lead more and more, not wanting to take any of the control away from her.”
― Marysol James, Enemy Mine

“Jenny took his face in her hands and kissed him again, wanting to lose herself in Chris. His strength, his heat, his taste. His lips were soft, so soft, but the rest of him was hard, all steel and bulky muscle, and she felt something inside of her respond fiercely to his maleness.

His head was resting on the back of the sofa and he was totally relaxed under her. Sprawled out, loose and gentle. His hands were on her back, running up and down slowly. Soothing her, encouraging her. She felt totally in charge of the situation, safe and even a bit powerful. She was amazed how good it felt to have this huge man under her, his lethal hands touching her tenderly, his whole body hers for the taking and doing.

Time stood still now, as she kissed him again and again. She became bolder, her hands running over the muscles in his chest, her body resting on his more heavily. He became more gentle, letting her take the lead more and more, not wanting to take any of the control away from her.”
― Marysol James, Enemy Mine

“I wish I could be here for you all the time.” He said this quietly; it was a confession, maybe he was even asking for her forgiveness, just a little bit. Her eyes opened again. “But you are. I feel you even when you’re not here.” “You do?” “Mmmm-hmmmm.” She touched his face. “You’re with me all the time. You have no idea what you pull me through, babe, just by existing.”
― Marysol James, Enemy Within

“You voluntarily hand over control to me, Tessa.” Slowly, he reached in to the back pocket of his jeans, pulled out the restraints. “All control.”
― Marysol James, Secret Curves