(Bound Hearts # 12)
by Lora Leigh
There was no time to argue, to protest, or to push him away. There was no will to reject whatever touch, whatever pleasure he would give her.
His arms looped around her legs, pulling her thighs apart as his head lowered and his lips buried in her pussy.
Holiday in Death
(In Death # 7)
by J.D. Robb
Drawing her to her feet, he unhooked her trousers. "The wanting of you never stops." His fingers skimmed over her hips; the trousers pooled at her feet. "The loving of you never peaks. There's always more."
(Nightwalkers # 2)
by Jacquelyn Frank
"My first desire, Nelissuna, is to see you natural and nude. Then I will feel you natural and nude...beneath my hands, my body, and, most especially, my mouth."