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In the Firelight In the Firelight by Sibylla Matilde
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“The things you do to me… you have no idea. You fight it, although I can see that you want to give in. You put up a good front. But, when I’m deep inside you and you finally let go, it is so beautiful to see you come apart. Hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“Michelle, who was never one to mope around and mince words, had told her to 'take a concrete pill and harden the fuck up' because nobody had it easy.”
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“Reality doesn't get to intrude yet. Right now, it just my body and yours. Just you and me, sweetheart...”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“The crunch of tires in the deep snow outside could be heard through the heavy cabin walls, and she followed Wolfie to see who was there. Rhys.

Shit.

Yay.

No, shit.

Really.....shit.”
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“Her hands closed over his cock, gripping tightly as he pressed her up against the copy machine.”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“She’d never felt the stirrings of passion he brought out of her. She’d never felt as though she were bursting into pieces, a super nova shattering with light. She would relish this time because who knew when—if—she would ever feel this way again.”
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“Don't be scared, buddy. Clowns are scary...Rhys, not so much.”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“He should tell her.
He should leave.
He really should leave.
But he didn’t… he couldn’t.”
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“Sweetheart,” he breathed into her mouth, “I’ve never felt anything quite like this… so hot and sweet and wet like you.”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“There’s only one woman in this town that has kept me awake at night.”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“Reality doesn't get to intrude yet. Right now, it's just my body and yours.”
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“You’re mine right now, Shea,” he gruffly uttered. “You don’t get to think about being away from me, not yet.”
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“I love to see your eyes sparkle like they do when you get all feisty. The flush in your cheeks.” His voice lowered. “The way you draw in a deep breath and it pushes your tits out so beautifully. You’re incredibly sexy when you’re mad.”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“Rhys looked over at her with a naughty grin. “I lied, sweetheart. Completely and totally. You are all fired up and hot as fucking hell. There’s no way I’m just going to drop you off and leave right now. Your ass is mine.”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“Well, it would appear it wasn’t a lack of sex that made you so grouchy before.”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“As Rhys closed his eyes, he saw those stunning hazel eyes, those full lips, that long tumble of dark, coppery curls, and, last but not least, that tight little body that made his fingers itch to touch her.”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“She was mindless, feeling as though she was floating… coursing through the air like lightning.”
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“Besides,” Shea continued, ignoring his words and trying hard not to feel what he was making her feel, “you don’t want me either. Not really. You’re just intrigued because I’m the only set of ovaries in town that doesn’t flutter my eyelashes at you and giggle incessantly.” ~ Shea”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“A part of him that was still lost in the mountains around Snowcreek, Montana.”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“Rhys?” Shea murmured again against his lips.

“Yeah, sweetheart?” he asked back.

“When we get there—when you fuck me,” she pulled hard on his tie, “I want you to wear the suit.”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“...“I’m still pissed at you.”

He smiled wryly. “Rightfully so, sweetheart.”

“…but, I’ve gotta say… you look really fucking hot in that suit...”
Sibylla Matilde, In the Firelight
“...if you care — at all — you need to think long and hard about how you spend the rest of your time here. Don’t fuck up my girl.”
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