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Building Bliss (Bliss, #6) Building Bliss by B.J. Harvey
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“Bring it on, Legs.”
“Still don’t get the legs thing,” she mutters.
“Because every time I see them I imagine them wrapped around my head.”
She chokes down the phone, and then the line goes eerily quiet.
“Mia?”
“I’m here. Just hitting pause on that mental image and saving it for later.”
“Jesus, woman. Warn a guy before you throw out the Viagra lines.”
“What?” she says, with a knowing giggle.
“Those kind of words take a man from floppy to stabby in zero-point-five seconds.”
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“You and me. We’re going to do this,” I murmur against her lips. “Dates, dinners, holding hands, all of that shit. I’ll be in your bed and you’ll be in mine … I can’t stop thinking about you, Legs, and I don’t fucking want to.”
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“It’s never a walk of shame, it’s a slut strut, and you should do it with pride.”
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“This isn’t a game anymore. This is our life, our future, and there is no way in hell I’m letting her go.”
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“It’s all you, Mia … You’re different from the rest. I tried to resist the temptation, but all it took was one taste and you had me. Everywhere I look, everything I do, every spare moment of every single day, all I see is you. All I want is you.”
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“Jesus, are you trying to kill me?"
"No, Legs, I don't want to kill you. I want to make you moan. I want you to whimper, and I want you to scream my name when I'm balls deep inside you. My mouth is going to claim you, my hands are going to explore you, and my cock will make you mine-even if you only ever give me one night.”
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“This is insane,” I breathe, my body sagging against his when his fingers run down my face and around the back of my neck.
“It’s crazy, but that’s what makes it so fucking hot.”
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“Got an itch you can’t scratch, Matt?”
…“Don’t you worry about me, Legs. There’s a whole black book worth of willing volunteers.”
“Legs?” I ask, taking my purse out of his hands.
“Well I can’t call you Tits, can I?”
“You’re a piece of work, Taylor.”
“It’s okay to admit you want me, Mia,” he says cockily.
“For what? The medical experience known as your dick?”
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