Overall, the books were interesting but they also made me feel highly inadequate.” And I’ve always wanted a tattoo, but probably just a small one, because no way in hell I could endure the pain. And as much as I’ve fantasized about having sex with you this year, I don’t think I could ever say, ‘I own you,’ with a straight face. “I could never drive a motorcycle, or fight another man just for fun. This female attraction to the alpha-male throws me off a little bit, because I’m not anything like the guys you read about.” “So be prepared.” He lifts up onto his elbow again and loses the smile. “I also know what makes a kiss book-worthy now,” he says. I let out a moan, but I’m not so sure it’s pretend. And I’m not sure if you’re ready for this, but. He pulls his hands behind his head and a smug look washes over his face. “Don’t stop,” I tease in a seductive voice. I scoot toward him and place my hand on his chest as I lean over him. Okay, so it’s nothing like sexting, but it made sense in my head.” It’s like sexting, but out loud and with books instead of sex.
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