B. Buena's Blog: This Week's Words Of Love-Desire, Lust and Love - Posts Tagged "bwwm-romance"
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To You and Yours,
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B
Love Elusive II
Love Elusive
The Carter Chronicles
The Stranger
In The Company Of Bridget
2022 is at our doorstep. Have a wonderful and safe holiday.
Sending you my love and best wishes for the New Year.
A champagne toast to you all!
B
Love Elusive II
Love Elusive
The Carter Chronicles
The Stranger
In The Company Of Bridget
What's next?
Sitting in the driver’s seat, he leaned his head back and closed his eyes. He imagined grasping a handful of her thick curls, bending her head back and taking her lips and tongue, making them his own. He envisioned fitting his body between her soft thighs, lifting one long, shapely leg to push deep inside her.
He wanted (her) more than he had ever wanted any woman in his life. So, what the hell was he going to do now?
My next novel...Coming soon.
B Buena
Copyright 2022 by B Buena
All rights reserved.
He wanted (her) more than he had ever wanted any woman in his life. So, what the hell was he going to do now?
My next novel...Coming soon.
B Buena
Copyright 2022 by B Buena
All rights reserved.
Losing Myself
Enveloping me with his warmth, his hips surge forward, retreat, then surge forward again. A slight, unexpected movement makes me suddenly soar uncontrollably. Filled with a pleasure I have never felt before...and him...I cry out in the semi-darkness of his bedroom. He follows, his large body stiffening, then pressing down on me as his arms tighten around me, restricting my breathing. "Dammit, love...F**k!" he whispers in my ear as he fills me.
It seems to take forever for us to calm down.
Loosening his grip, he raises his head and looks down at me, his clear, blue green eyes soft with an emotion I don't understand. Lifting his hips, he frees himself as he nuzzles my loose curls, inhaling the scent of rosewater and lavender. His lips gently touch mine, once, twice. "You know I'm going to need more of this, love. Much more."
His eyes roam my face as if memorizing every line and curve. They settle on my lips, swollen from his ministrations. "Again," he whispers, lowering his lips to mine. Another kiss, long and slow, his tongue twining with mine, as he readies me for another round. I'm embarrassed that it takes only moments, not minutes, as my hips arch upward on their own accord, waiting for him.
Ending the kiss, the corners of his perfect mouth curve up into a smile as if he's harboring a secret that he refuses to share. But I know what he's thinking.
He owns this body. And he knows it.
-B Buena
It seems to take forever for us to calm down.
Loosening his grip, he raises his head and looks down at me, his clear, blue green eyes soft with an emotion I don't understand. Lifting his hips, he frees himself as he nuzzles my loose curls, inhaling the scent of rosewater and lavender. His lips gently touch mine, once, twice. "You know I'm going to need more of this, love. Much more."
His eyes roam my face as if memorizing every line and curve. They settle on my lips, swollen from his ministrations. "Again," he whispers, lowering his lips to mine. Another kiss, long and slow, his tongue twining with mine, as he readies me for another round. I'm embarrassed that it takes only moments, not minutes, as my hips arch upward on their own accord, waiting for him.
Ending the kiss, the corners of his perfect mouth curve up into a smile as if he's harboring a secret that he refuses to share. But I know what he's thinking.
He owns this body. And he knows it.
-B Buena
