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message 1: by Tiffany, *nIGHT mISTRESS* on a MisSiOn! (new)

Tiffany (vampoholic) | 3255 comments Mod
Lets admit it, what do we truly love most about vampires? What allures us to them? What do we dream of when we dream of them? What type of scene seems to ALWAYS be one of ur FAVORITE's? One word ppl, say it with me now........SEX!!! Lol. So how about we play a lil game? Either create ur very own vampire sex scene, or, pull out one of ur fav's and quote one of favorite vamp sex scene's.......

Let the games begin...........;-)

P.S. Be as graphic as possible, please.


message 2: by Tiffany, *nIGHT mISTRESS* on a MisSiOn! (last edited Aug 28, 2010 06:54PM) (new)

Tiffany (vampoholic) | 3255 comments Mod
Witch Wars by Me lmfao


...........he began kissing his way down from my neck, licking, teasing. When he made his way to my breasts, he drew my hardened nipple in his mouth, suckling it, grazing his fangs over it, all the while kneading my other breast with his hand. My breathing becoming more and more shallow. He continued, going lower still, parting my legs wider as he went. Til he got to the center of me. With his strong hands, he gripped my thighs, hard enough to make me scream out. But by the time I did scream, it turned to a scream of pleasure, and not pain, because he was already twirling his tongue along my clitoris, making my toes begin to curl. He gripped my thighs even harder, hard enough that I knew I would bruise, but didn't care, because he was diving his tongue deep inside of me. Licking me all around, tasting me as though I were the finest wine. Making me shudder, my eyes rolling in the back of my head.

Then he replaced his tongue with two of his fingers, delving them inside of me smoothly, quickly, deeply, and I felt his fangs plunge into my inner-thigh. Giving me more pleasure than I had ever imagined. At the feel, I felt my own fangs lengthen in answer. Making me want, need, more. As though sensing my thoughts, suddenly, quicker than I could blink, he was atop of me, entering me in one quick, hard stroke. He willed his heart to beat. Putting that delectable, pulsing vein right at my mouth for the taking......."


message 3: by Kimi (new)

Kimi Reah (sunshinecrazy) | 34 comments :)


message 4: by Rayna (new)

Rayna  | 1785 comments WOW.....excuse me a minute while i find a towel....ROFLMAO! Good one Tiff, when i get things in order ill type get you one ive been working on!!!


message 5: by Tiffany, *nIGHT mISTRESS* on a MisSiOn! (new)

Tiffany (vampoholic) | 3255 comments Mod
Lmao, well hurry it up lady! Lol


message 7: by jD (new)

jD (jd_4everbooked) | 33 comments Gregori and Savanah in Dark Magic http://www.christinefeehan.com/dark_m... by Christian Feehan. I read the book so many times that it fell apart and I had to get it on my Kindle. So I don't know the page but it was their first time together. The Carpathian series is not even in my top vamp series favorite but that book was an exception. This is one of the best vamp love stories I have ever read next to Cat and Bones of Night Huntress. It was a somewhat violent scene so some people might not like it but I thought it was intense.


message 8: by Tiffany, *nIGHT mISTRESS* on a MisSiOn! (new)

Tiffany (vampoholic) | 3255 comments Mod
Yes it was!! I loved those two together. Ima look for my book and c if I can find that scene. ;-) *sighs* Gregori


message 9: by Tiffany, *nIGHT mISTRESS* on a MisSiOn! (new)

Tiffany (vampoholic) | 3255 comments Mod
Pg. 30 but it won't let me copy and paste right now. And yes that scene is HOT!!!!!!!!!!!! ;-)

Dark Magic (Carpathians, #4) by Christine Feehan


message 11: by Vassoulita (last edited Aug 31, 2010 04:19AM) (new)

Vassoulita | 2 comments "..there isn’t nearly enough time in one night to run through all the ways I ’ve fantasized about taking you, but I promise you this…” His voice deepened. “You’ll be scandalized in the morning when you can think again.”
WITH DELIBERATE SLOWNESS, BONES BEGAN unbuttoning his shirt. I watched his creamy skin revealed with each unfastened clasp. When he was finished, he pulled it off, and then ripped each sleeve free with a tug. The reason for that strange action was revealed when he tied the fabric around my eyes, blindfolding me.
My nails dug into my palms as everything went black. He’d done a good job with it. The next thing I felt were his hands pushing me back onto the bed, and then easing off my clothes until I was naked.
Something was secured around my wrist, stretching my arm out lengthwise and then restraining it, presumably to the bed frame. The same action was repeated with my other arm.
“Don’t fight them,” Bones whispered. “They’re not strong enough to hold you. Relax.” A low chuckle. “Let me work.”
Thus shackled, I could only listen as he moved around. It sounded like he was in the bathroom rummaging through the cabinets, for what I had no idea. Being blindfolded and tied naked to a bed was disconcerting, to say the least, but he didn’t take long before he returned.
Hands trailed over my shoulders and moved lower to cup my breasts. A mouth closed over my nipple, fangs already extended. He laved the peak with his tongue, and then the flatness of his human teeth nibbled it to hardness.
I inhaled sharply when he carefully dug his incisors in next, just short of breaking the skin. He drew stronger on my nipple until ribbons of raw desire shot through me.
“I want to touch you,” I moaned, pulling on the bonds that prevented me.
He clamped his hands over my wrists without breaking contact with his mouth. “Later.”
His English accent was thicker, and I knew from the brush of his hip that he was naked now as well. Below us the TV switched on, Annette pointedly turning up the volume, but it barely registered to me. Not with Bones increasing the pressure until my nipple felt seared, and there was a sharp stab when his fangs pierced it.
A cry wrenched from me, but not of pain. He made a hoarse noise and began to suck harder, pulling my blood into his mouth. As before when he drank from me, I started to feel warm all over. My breast was positively burning, but I also felt a thrill of
apprehension. I’d said anything goes, and Bones wasn’t wasting time.
“Your heart is thundering in my ears, but you won’t fret long,” he murmured, switching to my other breast. “I’m going to knock the fear right out of you.”
I gasped and arched underneath him when he bit me again in the same way. Now both my nipples were sizzled and each breast throbbed with heat. His lips slithered up my arm as he shifted higher in bed, moving off me.
I felt the probe of his tongue on my wrist below where those unseen bonds held me. His mouth covered the spot in the next instant, fangs puncturing so quickly I didn’t even have time to tense.
That same throb from my breasts was now duplicated in my wrist. Hot, pulsing waves beat in accordance with my pulse. If heroin addicts feel anything like this, I thought dizzily as it spread like warm caramel down my arm, then I completely understand why they do it.
“That’s the juice from my fangs you’re feeling,” Bones said throatily. “It’s moving through your veins with every heartbeat. If you were human, I wouldn’t dare bite you more. Too much would drug you, but you’re not human. So I can do this…”
I moaned out loud when he bit my other wrist. Now that sweet unbelievable heat was covering my entire upper body. Good God, but I hadn’t known vampire bites could feel like this, or I might have demanded he drink from me every day. Bones squeezed my wrists, and I jumped. The pressure seemed to push that warmth deeper in me.
“Don’t move, luv.”
Easier said than done. I wanted to pull on the bonds to have their tautness drive that heat further into me. His skin brushing against my mouth distracted me from that, however, as he slid his body down the length of me and then firmly pinched my nipples.
That sudden jab of double fire had me twisting toward him with a cry. “More!”
He laughed softly. “Oh yes. Much more.”
Anticipation heightened within me when Bones parted my legs and moved between them, one arm underneath my hips. His mouth was so close, but he didn’t do what I wanted him to. Instead he started nuzzling my thigh.
“Bones, please.” The request was ragged. I needed to feel his tongue inside me. Probing me. Licking me.
“Not yet.”
The breath from his words teased me, causing the ache to expand. I gritted my teeth, mentally cursing him.
“Yes. Now.”
“Not yet.”
I was actually going to argue, caught up in a whirlwind of lust from the heat running through me, when Bones bit into my thigh. My whole body arched, and I inadvertently pulled on the bonds holding me. More liquid fire cascaded in me, tripled by the
new flames in my leg, and I came with an internal spasm that left me trembling. Holy shit! He hadn’t even touched me between my legs, and here I was shaking from a 9.0 on the orgasm scale. Bones’s mouth left my thigh, which was throbbing so hard, it felt like my artery was trying to shove his juices through my veins. I didn’t even have time to catch my breath when a dominating lick deep within me took it away. With his arm under my hips, he pressed me closer, his mouth greedily ravishing my pink flesh. My head fell back while my moans got even louder. Another
climax drew near, accelerated by his tongue swirling and stabbing inside me, and then he abruptly stopped.
“Not yet!” I cried in blind need.
“Hold still.”
Bones’s arms hardened around me until I was immobilized from the waist down. A rasp of his mouth against my flesh made me tremble, and then he sealed it over my clitoris and sucked slowly. Deliberately. Even through the numbing ecstasy, something about the way he did it darted trepidation inside me. He couldn’t mean to…?
There was a split second of clarity when I felt his fangs penetrate, and then nothing but white -hot fire. Dimly I felt more suction and heard ear-splitting shrieks, but couldn’t register who made them. One after the other the orgasms convulsed me, shattering me from the inside out. Everything burned and then exploded, only to burn again. Eventually I fell back into awareness, and found the frenzied cries to be coming from me.
My blindfold was off. The strips of his shirt that had held me to the bed frame were severed, and apparently I had torn up the sheets around us. Bones had me pinned underneath him, restrained by his body. The last haze lifted, and his face came into
focus.
He wore a purely masculine smile that had passed smug and hovered near conceited. I couldn ’t stop shaking, especially when he kissed me and I tasted blood and other things on his tongue.
“Oh, Kitten,” he growled. “You have no idea how much I enjoyed that. I’ve already spilled myself inside you, bloody hell, I thought you’d castrate me with your pleasure. Do you know how long you’ve been whipping around from the effects of my bite?”
Not a clue. “Five minutes?”
To my shock, my voice was hoarse and nearly unrecognizable. He chuckled. “Try twenty, give or take a few. The police have already come and gone; Annette sent them away. I think the neighbors thought someone was being murdered.”
“Huh?” I croaked, and then gasped when he moved lower and thrust fully inside me with one stroke. That gasp turned into a cry when his pelvis ground into my bitten, throbbing clitoris. It felt like lightning just struck me below the waist.
He groaned in satisfaction. “Feels hot, doesn’t it?”
That didn’t even begin to describe it. “It burns. Burns. God, Bones, it feels so good!” My vehemence surprised me on an internal level, but skin-deep, I wanted more. Needed more, and wasn’t shy about telling him. “Don’t stop, don’t stop!”
Bones moved harder, faster, and I reveled in his fierceness. Every thrust sent new heat blasting into me, making me almost insane with desire. His chest flattened my breasts, pressing on my nipples, and he clamped his hands around my wrists. The combined pressures sent me spinning into another orgasm, and yet it still wasn’t enough. I urged him on in between shouts, crying out for more until I couldn’t speak, and when he came, I joined him with a scream that took most of my voice with it.
Bones pulled out of me and left the bed, but I hardly noticed. I couldn’t move, and my heart was beating so rapidly, I felt certain it was dangerous.
He came back moments later, turning me until I lay on my side. His fingers slid between my thighs with something liquid but thicker coating them. He kissed my neck, and then smeared the substance into the crease of my buttocks. I trembled. Oh God. I knew what he intended.
Bones curled his body along the length of mine, positioning. “It’s all right, Kitten, don’t fret. Relax…”
Wordless grunts emerged from my throat when he spread my cheeks and I felt the first start of penetration. A soft cry escaped me, almost a wheeze. Bones moaned, grasping my hips. His next thrust breached me and the tip of him slid inside.
He throbbed, or perhaps it was me. Either way, the new sensation was strange and almost disturbing. Bones reached down, rubbing my clit to quickly reignite that heat in me. Then he slowly invaded further into the depths that had never before been
crossed. Another jagged noise left my throat. Bones stopped at once.
“Does this hurt?”
His voice was thick with lust, but he didn’t move as he waited for my response. The fullness inside me wasn’t pain in the strictest sense, but it was indescribably intense. I wasn’t sure if it hurt me, or I liked it, or both.
When I didn’t respond in the affirmative, he asked another question. “Do you want me to stop?”
My voice, when it came, was scratchy and very soft. “No.”
Bones craned his neck to kiss me. His fingers bombarded my flesh while he began to move in and out, slowly, a little deeper each time. I didn’t know if it was the passion in his kiss, his fingers stoking the fire in me, or something else, but when my back arched, I was shocked to find myself moving with him.
“Yes,” he groaned. “Yes…”
My mind might still be objecting to this new activity, but my body had no morality. Bones increased the motion by infinitesimal degrees, building a gentle rhythm I couldn’t help responding to, while rubbing my clit with every stroke. I dug my nails into his arm, moaning into his mouth, and let a hidden instinct take over.
I didn’t think it was possible. It probably wouldn’t have been possible if I’d been thinking at all, but eventually my release hit me as surely as the astonishment over what caused it.
Bones growled deeply in his throat and abruptly pulled out. A warm wetness spilled onto my thigh moments later.
“Don’t move, luv,” he whispered, voice still vibrating with his climax. “I’ll clean us up.”

Night Huntress 02 - One Foot in the Grave - Frost, Jeaniene page:79-81


message 12: by jD (new)

jD (jd_4everbooked) | 33 comments I remember that one quite well. Not for the faint of heart:)


message 13: by Denise (new)

Denise | 7 comments That scene is sooo hot!! It is one of the things that endeared me to Bones. I just can't seem to get enough of him of late ;-)


message 14: by Rayna (new)

Rayna  | 1785 comments That is one exerpt for the books alright!!!! Now thats a man who knows how to please!!!!!


message 15: by Tiffany, *nIGHT mISTRESS* on a MisSiOn! (new)

Tiffany (vampoholic) | 3255 comments Mod
Beautiful, simply beautiful. ;-)


message 16: by Katoof (new)

Katoof | 1611 comments I love that part if the book, one of my favs!!!! :)


message 17: by Katoof (new)

Katoof | 1611 comments hey stormi... have you read the night huntress books??


message 18: by Katoof (new)

Katoof | 1611 comments how are you, long time so see :D


message 19: by Katoof (new)

Katoof | 1611 comments im good thanks.... read them as soon as you can possibly my fav series ever!!! Been ages, how are you liking house of the night, i quite enjoyed them, not read them for ages so cant quite remember what happened, think i have bought the newest one but not read it yet, i may have to pick it up soon!!!


message 20: by Katoof (new)

Katoof | 1611 comments wow, your quite far through, cant remember how many there are in the series!


message 21: by Tiffany, *nIGHT mISTRESS* on a MisSiOn! (new)

Tiffany (vampoholic) | 3255 comments Mod
Thank u kindly. :-}


message 22: by Tiffany, *nIGHT mISTRESS* on a MisSiOn! (new)

Tiffany (vampoholic) | 3255 comments Mod
".........And I showed him, then, where Dredge had used one intensely sharp fingernail to write his name in my flesh across my mound of Venus. He'd laughed and said, "I own you. You belong to me," and I'd known that I'd never be free of him. The scar was eternal, and there was no way to get rid of it. If I'd been alive, perhaps plastic surgery, but it wouldn't work on me in vampire form. Nerissa had suggested a tattoo, and I was researching the idea to see how tattoos reacted on vampires.
Roz glanced at the scar, his gaze lingering for a moment before he shook his head. "He's dust and ashes, in the grips of his master. Nobody owns you now. No matter what scars you bear, no matter what world you walk in. You belong to yourself, Menolly. That's one of the things I love about you. You're a warrior. You don't flinch. you do what you need to, and you answer to no one."
And he slid off his boots and drew his tank over his head. His chest gleamed with a thatch of curly dark hair running down the center, lightly dappling his abs. I had never seen him without a shirt, and his wide-set shoulders were honed, tight and rounded with muscle.
He reached for his belt buckle and shook his head when I would have helped him. "Let me undress for you." He unbuckled the silver latch and drew the belt out of the loops, the sound of leather sliding on denim sending a shiver through me. He dropped it next to his shirt. And then his fingers were on his fly, and he unzipped, pushing his jeans down his thighs to the floor before stepping out of them.
I found myself suddenly she. If I could have blushed, I would have, but instead, I chanced a look out of the corner of my eye. Rozurial stood there, a bodybuilder without extremes, his V-waist perfectly balancing out his shoulders and thighs, and at that tip of that delicate V, his cock stood ready, at attention, thick and throbbing. Mesmerized, my gaze climbed to meet his eyes. Passion rolled off of him with the promise of sweet honey wine on a warm night.
"It's true what they say. Even I can feel it. No wonder men hate you." I could see it in his eyes. Women would throw themselves at his feet, legs open, welcoming him in. And they wouldn't regret it. "How many women have pined for you, after you left them?"
Roz shrugged. "I don't know. I won't lie to you. You know what I am. Over the past seven centuries I've had thousands of women. I've kissed them and fucked them and left them begging for more. I love women, Menolly," he said softly. "All types of women. Tall, short, thin, fat, young, old...it doesn't matter. I crave them. That's what I am. That's who I am. I have no choice; this my nature. The only kind of women that I don't find attractive are those who are timid, who wait for a man to make them feel whole."
"I know. Just like...this is m nature." I opened my mouth slightly and willed my fangs to unfurl. He watched, unafraid, unmoving. "I drink blood. I charm and seduce my way into feeding on my dinner. Vanzir was right; all demons are takers, aren't they?"
"But we also give," Roz said, and then he was standing only few inches away, his breath soft against my skin. "Let me give to you. And you...I want you to give yourself to me. Let's find out where this takes us?"
I nodded, then. He wrapped me in his arms, lifting me up, and my lips were fastened on his. I retracted my fangs and fully kissed him, my tongue sliding into his mouth as he pressed against me, his cock a rigid soldier. Roz lowered me to the ground, and the world blurred.
He darted across my body with his lips, butterfly kissing me as he swung around, lowering himself to let me fasten my mouth around him. I sucked deeply, the shaft of flesh sliding in and out between my lips, the taste of salt lingering in my mouth. As he moaned, a surge of power raced through me, and I licked harder, teasing the tip of his penis with my tongue as he forced himself to keep a steady pace.
Roz kissed my stomach, my chest, my nipples, between my thighs, his tongue cajoling me to fly. He was so different from Nerissa - not better, not worse - just different.
With a quick turn, he was suddenly above me, hands on my waist,flipping me over as he rolled beneath me. I climbed atop him, clasping his hands in my own to balance myself.
"Menolly," he whispered. "Ride me - ride me hard."
And so I did, my hips grinding down on him, as he thrust up to meet my descent. In silence, he bucked, raising me up, and I let my constant control slip away. I couldn't hurt hi the way I could Nerissa - at least, not nearly so easily. My fangs stayed safely put. I closed my eyes as we rocked on the floor, my knees scraping the rug. And then, we were there - poised, ready for flight, and I realized that whatever else might be true, Rozurial and I were well-matched.
I shook away the thought and let myself slide, and the slide became a cascade, which became a raging river that raced to the edge, tumbling into the chasm. And for once, I let the current claim me without a fight........" - Yasmine Galenorn

Demon Mistress (Sisters of the Moon, #6) by Yasmine Galenorn


message 23: by Amanda (new)

Amanda | 22 comments Tiffany wrote: "Pg. 30 but it won't let me copy and paste right now. And yes that scene is HOT!!!!!!!!!!!! ;-)

Dark Magic (Carpathians, #4) by Christine Feehan"


I know exactly what scene you are talking about. That book is all around hot! and my favorite in the series.


message 24: by Amanda (last edited Aug 29, 2011 07:53PM) (new)

Amanda | 22 comments From ch.28 of Caressed by Moonlight
Caressed by Moonlight (Rulers of Darkness, #1) by Amanda J. Greene
Her annoyance evaporated. Dorian stroked her erect nipples through the thin material of her shirt, each hand cupping and massaging a feminine globe. His tongue drew sensual circles across her nape, tickling and pleasing, sending shocks down her spine.
Snatching off her hat and tossing his cloak to the ground, he gripped her tightly to him and dropped to his knees. Victoria folded eagerly with him, her back flat against his chest.
Dorian inhaled her flowery scent and growled with primal satisfaction as she rubbed her hips against him. His fingers quickly freed the buttons of her shirt and delved inside to explore her heated flesh.
Victoria quivered as the cool air and the warmth of Dorian’s hand caressed her. He nipped playfully at her neck and shoulder. His hands slowly, lovingly, skipped their way down to her trousers.
He had to have her. He had to take her here and now. Nothing in the world could stop him. It was amazing how easily she could spark his lust. Her rain soaked clothing had left nothing to the imagination and with just one touch she had gone from tantrum to withering goddess.
Dorian shoved her pants down as he frantically worked at the band of his. Kissing her throat, flicking his tongue over her raging pulse, he thrust into her sleek, hot passage.
Victoria’s cry echoed through the forest. He was so hot inside her. She reached up; wrapping her arms about his neck, she tunneled her fingers through his thick, wet hair. Her legs shook as her breast quivered; exquisite pleasure coursed through her veins and rang in her ears. She blindly moved with him, leaning against him, giving him all her weight.
Her breasts bounced as he pumped into her, impaling her, driving to the hilt. She tugged at his hair as her smooth inner muscles clenched him. She was taut, on the brink, and with one more thrust she exploded. His name had never sounded so good or so right. Her body shuddered all around him, fueling his animalistic need. He drove into her with a feverish frenzy, cupping and kneading her breasts, until she cried out in excruciating pleasure again, this time taking him over the edge with her.
They both kneeled panting, desperately clutching each other as they breathlessly returned to earth. Dorian tilted her chin up. Their lips met with hunger and desperation.
The rain still poured, soaking them through. Dorian helped Victoria fix her clothing before he bothered with his own.
He stood, hands on hips, studying the forest as if he had forgotten where he was. Victoria remained kneeling, the ground quickly turning to mud all around her. Her limbs were weak and she feared she would fall if she tried to stand. Dorian’s complete possession of her had left her dazed and limp.
“We really need to get out of the rain,” he stated. “There are no towns until we reach the border.”
“Perhaps, we can find a cave.”
Turning his stormy sea gaze upon her, he smiled and nodded.
“I think we can manage to find one. I will start a fire and we can dry our clothes.” Kneeling back down, he cupped her heart-shaped face and added, “And we can warm each other.”
“I would like that.”
Caressed by Moonlight


message 25: by jD (last edited May 04, 2011 03:19PM) (new)

jD (jd_4everbooked) | 33 comments thanks Amanda!
Caressed By Moonlight, $2.99 on Kindle -- just bought it. It doesn't even matter if the rest of it sucks. The above scene sold me.


message 26: by Amanda (new)

Amanda | 22 comments jD wrote: "thanks Amanda!
Caressed By Moonlight, $2.99 on Kindle -- just bought it. It doesn't even matter if the rest of it sucks. The above scene sold me."


lol hahaha thanks, I hope you enjoy it


message 27: by jD (new)

jD (jd_4everbooked) | 33 comments I don't have digital copies of some of my fav scenes but Kresley Cole get's some points for turning up the flame as does Lynn Viehl. The Darkyn series is not as popular as some of the others but Viehl is smooth as they come.
Dark Needs at Night's Edge
Private Demon


message 28: by Amanda (new)

Amanda | 22 comments jD wrote: "I don't have digital copies of some of my fav scenes but Kresley Cole get's some points for turning up the flame as does Lynn Viehl. The Darkyn series is not as popular as some of the others but V..."

You're 100% correct about kresley cole. She can make it hot and steamy.


message 29: by Tiffany, *nIGHT mISTRESS* on a MisSiOn! (new)

Tiffany (vampoholic) | 3255 comments Mod
Ya got that right!!! And nice and hot Amanda!


message 30: by Amanda (new)

Amanda | 22 comments Another hot preview of Caressed by Moonlight
http://www.eyeonromance.com/sizzlings...


message 31: by Rayna (new)

Rayna  | 1785 comments that was a very hot scene all right! Awesome book, my review on nocturne romance reads should be out soon


message 32: by Amanda (new)

Amanda | 22 comments Rayna _ FantasY_BecOmes_ReaLitY! wrote: "that was a very hot scene all right! Awesome book, my review on nocturne romance reads should be out soon"

Thank you for the review and it is posted.


message 33: by Rayna (new)

Rayna  | 1785 comments right on.....havent been on the website in a while! When does book 2 come out?


message 34: by Rayna (new)

Rayna  | 1785 comments i cant wait....thats the one bad thing about being hooked on a series.....it takes too damn long for the next book to come out!


message 35: by Amanda (new)

Amanda | 22 comments Rayna _ FantasY_BecOmes_ReaLitY! wrote: "i cant wait....thats the one bad thing about being hooked on a series.....it takes too damn long for the next book to come out!"

I know what you mean, reading can be torture.
I am really excited about Caresses by Night and I have started the following books: 3&4.


message 36: by jD (new)

jD (jd_4everbooked) | 33 comments @Amanda -- you need to put a warning label on this scene...HOT -- just in case someone has a weak heart of something. Just thinking...BTW, I can't wait to read Caressed. I have 1.5 books in front of it and it's tough not to read it. Actually, I read the first chapter and had to force myself away from the story and finish what's on my plate before dessert.


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