I'd Rather Argue With You, Angel, Then

I Realized We'd Pulled Into A Parking Garage. We Drove Around Two Levels, Pulled Into A Spot, Then Immediately Pulled Out Again. Along With Four Other Black Bentley Suvs. "what's Going On?" I Asked, As We Headed Back Toward The Exit With Two Bentleys In Front Of Us And Two Behind Us. "shell Game," He Said.

…was Designed To Protect His Heart, To Bind Me And Bribe Me To Stay With Him No Matter What. He Was Giving Everything He Had.

I Had Never Seen Hair That Purely Black. It Was Glossy And Slightly Long, The Ends Drifting Over His Collar. That Sexy Length Was The Crowning Touch Of Bad Boy Hotness Over The Successful Businessman, Like Whipped Cream Topping On A Hot Fudge Brownie Sundae. As My Mother Would Say, Only Rogues And Raiders Had Hair Like That." (eva About Gideon)

I'm Losing My Mind Without You.” His Lips Were Gliding Down My Neck, His Tongue Stroking Over My Racing Pulse. He Sucked On My Skin And Pleasure Radiated Through Me. “i Can’t Think. I Can’t Work Or Sleep. My Body Aches For You. I Can Make You Want Me Again. Let Me Try.

What Is It With You, Sex, And Modes Of Transportation?