Lynds

“He released my hand to pull out my chair, but only after his thumb stroked a sensual caress up, then down the center of my palm. The tiny movement was invisible to everyone else, but I felt like he’d stripped me naked, splayed me wide open on the table, and swept his tongue the length of my center. I had no idea the palm could be so erotic. Oran knew exactly what he’d done, according to the hint of a smirk teasing at his lips.”
― Jill Ramsower, Vicious Seduction

“put on a fresh black shirt, rolling the long sleeves up to the elbows as I usually did.”
― Sierra Simone, Priest