Welcome back to Sexy Sentence Saturday…yeah, I know it’s been a while 🙂
***Warning- Graphic and explicit language***
From Mystery Man
“Are you here to freak me out in any other way?”
“This would include asking me for a date,” I warned.
“Babe, don’t date,” he replied.
“Do tequila shots followed by 5 hours of sex count as a date? he asked.
“Um… no,” I answered.
“Then I don’t date.”
I smiled at him.
Then, stupidly, I asked. “You can have sex for 5 hours?”
He smiled at me.
“You’re bossy, arrogant, intrusive, annoying… ”
His minor grin amplified.
See! Totally unrepentant…
“Do I have anything going for me?”
“… you can be sweet, you’re a cuddler, and you carried me out of a burning building…”
“I’m a cuddler?”
His brows went up. “That’s important enough to be on your list?”
[He’s grinning] “Fuckin’ ridiculous what women think is important.”
“Okay,” I started, “perhaps at this juncture we should discuss our
“Clue in again, Gwen, the reason our relationship is the way it is, is
so I don’t ever have to waste my fuckin’ time doin’ stupid-ass shit
like discussing it.”
Oh boy. Now I was getting really angry.”
“You’re livin’ in Badass World, baby,” he whispered in my ear. “Fair warning, until I fix what I cut in you, you’re there to stay.”
From Wild Man
“Now, let’s go back to me bein’ like chocolate that melts in your mouth.”
“That isn’t exactly what I meant,” I told him, his arms went around me and he rolled to his back, taking me with him. Then his hand sifted into my hair, fisted gently and my head came up.
“I would hope not, darlin’, seein’ as every time you take me in your mouth, the last thing I do is melt.”
“Really?” I whispered.
He crossed his arms on his chest and stated, “Babe, you think I found the woman of my dreams at forty-five years old and I’m gonna let anything happen to her, think again. That’s a long fuckin’ time to wait for what you want. I waited. I found it. I’m pullin’ out all the stops to take care of it. I know you feel the same for me so I’m doin’ the same to keep me safe for you. So yeah, really, I called Delgado. I made peace and asked a favor. His woman is in your posse so she wouldn’t be doin’ cartwheels, he said no and something went down with you or, for you, me. And he isn’t dumb, he’s a man who knows to collect favors and he’s a man whose business means he often has the need to call markers. So his ear’s to the ground and his eyes are open so if a cop isn’t cruisin’ by your house or bakery, one of Lee’s boys or one of Hawk’s commandos are. Smart people pay attention to who’s cruisin’ around people they want to fuck with and smart people will see cops, Nightingale’s men and Delgado’s crazy motherfuckers and, my hope is, they’ll steer clear. So, there you go.
Now you got a full explanation of what I mean when I say you’re on radar.”
I heard all he said, I really did.
But I was stuck at the beginning part where he told me I was the woman of his dreams.”
From Law Man
“You’re hair was softer than I expected it to be, more beautiful when it’s down than I expected it to be. You’re sweeter than I expected you to be, funnier, more loyal and I expected all that to be phenomenal so, I gotta tell you, baby, it pleases me no fuckin’ end to learn the reality is off-the-charts. Better than that, when you get pissed, I gotta fight against goin’ hard. When you smile, I gotta fight against goin’ hard. And when you look deep into my eyes and see whatever the fuck you see and I know how much you like it because it’s written all over your face, I gotta fight against goin’ hard. But even with the promise of that, finally havin’ you is another reality that’s off-the-charts.”
“You’re Mara, you’re sweet, you’re beautiful and I will not forget until the day I die how beautiful it felt to slide inside you with you wrapped around me, see your eyes get wet and know straight in my gut that you felt how beautiful it was too.”
From Motorcycle Man
“Oh,” I whispered.
“Fuck, I’m not even close.”
“The heart of you. You run so fuckin’ deep, I’ll never get there.”
“Lookin’ forward to a lifetime of diggin’, babe.”
“Now you’re being sweet,” I accused, my voice wobbly.
“Used to it yet?”
“You got a lifetime to get there too.”
I could take no more.
“I will, you kiss me.”
“Rush and/or Tabby might be here any minute.”
“I didn’t tell you to go down on me.”
“Darlin’ you’re the greediest piece of ass I’ve had in my bed in a long fuckin’ time. I got a taste for greedy, you think I’m not gonna take it?”
“Day in, day out, you peel the layers back for me. Smart mouth, funny, sweet, wild in bed. Chattin’ with bikers like they were insurance brokers. Holdin’ my girl’s hand, givin’ her strength when her Mom’s bein’ a bitch. Keepin’ your chin up when your people show in the middle of a full blown drama. But so fuckin’ vulnerable, you’re scared shitless of livin’ life.”
“You don’t know me, Tack.”
His head came up and his eyes pierced mine. “I know you, Tyra.”
“Life’s a roller coaster. Best damn ride in the park. You don’t close your eyes, hold on and wait for it to be over, babe. You keep your eyes open, lift your hands straight up in the air and enjoy the ride for as long as it lasts.”