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Confessions of a Litigation God (Legal Affairs, #2) Confessions of a Litigation God by Sawyer Bennett
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“I need you, mac. I need your smile, your touch, and your wit. I need your tenderness, your brilliance, and your common sense. I need you to be my champion, and I need you to want to come home to me every night. I need all of those things...desperately. I think I might die with out them.”
Sawyer Bennett, Confessions of a Litigation God
“Cal just stares at me blankly, because I'm sure what I just said was probably as shocking as if I had said, "Cal, I'm a transgendered werewolf that wants to enter the priesthood and I need your help.”
Sawyer Bennett, Confessions of a Litigation God
“I'm not just craving to get inside of her, I am utterly aching with the need to hold her...to hear her voice, to worship her, to have her entire being envelope me.”
Sawyer Bennett, Confessions of a Litigation God
“You feel so good." she moans.
"Could do this all day...all night."
"Word," she sings out, and I blink at her.
Once.
Twice.
Did she just say "word"?”
Sawyer Bennett, Confessions of a Litigation God
“Because it should be my hands that
are on your body… only mine.”
Sawyer Bennett, Confessions of a Litigation God
“Reaching out, I skimmed my fingers along the side of her neck, all the way around to the back of her head. She was wearing her glorious hair down loose so I sifted my fingers through it, and when I got about halfway down the length, I fisted it tight. Her eyes went wide when I started twisting it around my wrist until my hand was drawn back upward to the base of her skull.
Mac's breath immediately got erratic...her eyes shadowy. I pulled her head back, skimming my eyes down the creamy skin of her throat. Bending over her, I bypassed her lips, choosing instead to kiss her lightly near the corner of that proud chin she had stuck out to me not long ago.”
Sawyer Bennett, Confessions of a Litigation God
“Oh, God."
Not God, babe.
Matt Fucking Connover.”
Sawyer Bennett, Confessions of a Litigation God