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Paradise isn’t a garden. It isn’t heaven, or some faraway, mythical place. Paradise is in the small, silent space between the faces of two lovers as they share their bodies and breath.
“put on a fresh black shirt, rolling the long sleeves up to the elbows as I usually did.”
― Priest
― Priest
“You’re too… I won’t share… I’ve changed my mind. I’ll just kill the emissary and every other Brethren that bastard sends my way. No one gets to look at you like this except me.”
― The Flame King's Captive
― The Flame King's Captive
“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.”
― Vicious Seduction
― Vicious Seduction
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