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10 Quotes from FRENCHED
By Melanie Harlow
I took a step closer to him, angling my head so that my lips were just beneath his. All he had to do was lower his lips two inches, and they’d be on mine. Suspense had me rising on tiptoe.
Please, Lucas. Kiss me.
“I like you, Lucas. And I know exactly what I’m doing.”
That was a huge lie. Enormous. The Arc de Triomphe of lies.
I wanted Lucas like crazy, if my damp underwear was any indication. But I had no idea what I was doing.
I just knew that I liked it.
“Any requests?” he asked.
“Take off your pants.”
He grinned at me over his shoulder. “I meant music.”
Then he kissed me again, setting fire to my lips and tongue as I widened my knees and slid my hands down his lower back.
Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod. Just the weight of his hard, tight body between my legs was goddamn glorious. And when he started to move—
Jesus, did I just yelp?
“Just lie back and relax, love.” He slid my legs apart, planting a kiss on my left inner thigh, then my right. “Tell me if something feels good and scream all you want.”
“God, I didn’t even know an orgasm like that was possible.”
I popped up on my elbows and look at him. The fact that his hair was tousled and his mouth was shiny and wet sent fresh lust careening through me. “And now I want another one. So come here. And leave your pants there.”
Not only had I just had the best sex of my entire life, including two name-screaming, hair-pulling, sheet-clawing orgasms, but I’d learned something.
The simultaneous O.
Was not. A myth.
He kissed me hard in the stairwell of his building, grabbing me as I tried to race up the steps and pinning me to the wall between the second and third stories, my hair dripping on his arms.
“You’re all wet. I like you that way,” he said, his mouth searing a path down my throat.
We were both panting, hands groping, our sodden clothing too heavy on our bodies.
“I’m wet everywhere,” I whispered.
He hooked his arms around my thighs and yanked me down on my back. Then he slid my panties down and off one leg, leaving them dangling from one ankle like a little white flag of surrender.
“That headboard is giving me some ideas involving you and a tie I brought. I think I’ve got a better use for it.”