Even still, she noticed Mia in her peripheral, looking all sweaty and gorgeous, her hair pulled into a ponytail and stray strands glued to her forehead. The flush on her cheeks probably looked the same after she— Oh, Jesus fuck. Head out of the gutter.

Last chance to duck and run, Torres,” Greg murmured, his words low and hoarse, like he fought to rope down a twister. “Because I’ve been wanting to wreck you from the moment I saw your hot-as-sin face.” Fuck, this guy turned him upside down. “Bring it.

I don’t have any myself,” Mia said, her voice slow and deliberate. “But I’ve always found tattoos sexy.

Roxie emanated this earthiness Mel found herself drawn to, and her low voice scraped like fingernails over skin, causing a delicious shudder.

His deep bass rumbled through the air, and Renn sucked his lower lip through his teeth. He’d murder someone to hear that voice whisper dirty things in his ear.

Here with her, he wasn’t the son of Kylock Sr., he wasn’t an arrogant prat and he most definitely wasn’t a gentleman.

Hope you enjoy the show then, darling.” Heat flickered in his amber eyes, and his lowered voice made the implication quite clear. A shiver rolled down her spine, but as always she didn’t betray those impulses.

Finn pulled away from her mouth to look at Navi, her full lips swollen and a dusky flush on her cheeks. “Do or die time, babe,” he murmured against her mouth. “You let this beast off the leash and I’m not going to stop.”Her mouth curled into a sensual smile, and her hazel eyes glowed with the challenge. “Do your worst, Finn Kelly.

They’d reached the point of no return, and she wanted to throw herself into the fire until the flames melted away the years of ice that claimed her.