Lisa Carlisle Quotes

Stop him, stop this, she commanded herself. Reason floated away; she wanted him. If he walked away now, she might disintegrate into a pile of frustration as fragile as the leaves crumbling under foot.tHis lips touched hers, shooting electric shock waves rippling to her toes. Then he claimed her with a torrid kiss. Passion welled up from her core, overpowering all thought except her desires.

She pushed his massive chest, which was as effective as if she pushed granite. "What are you made of, bloody stone?"tHe chuckled, eyes full of mirth. "Sometimes.

You wanted to see me?” she asked after shutting the door. She remained where she was, not daring to move any closer.He turned his gaze from the fire crackling over the logs to face her. Those dark eyes scanned her from head to foot and when they reached her once again, they gleamed with unmistakable hunger.“Take off your clothes,” he said calmly.

He lowered his head until his lips hovered centimeters above hers. This was the moment he craved. This heated moment – each of them lingering, waiting, wanting. He loved the excitement of the build-up almost as much as the conquest itself. As he’d told her many times, the greater the anticipation, the sweeter the reward.

The five statutes loomed above the crowd, still and timeless. The last light of the setting sun cast an eerie glow around them. When she fixed her gaze on Mason's stone form, her heart thumped. She scanned every inch of his silhouette, wondering about the spark of life within the stone that would animate him into flesh. A warm-blooded male with a heated touch and sensuous lips that made her melt.

They soared past the dark shapes of animals, grazing in the fields."What are they?" she asked."Sheep," Mason replied. "I once heard someone describe them as floating like clouds across the hills.

Heat radiated from him, penetrating her like the sun warming her on hot midsummer days. It coiled inside her, low in her belly, and sank lower. She recognized it, the magic between lovers. Intoxicating and intense. An all-consuming attraction. The air between them shimmered with energy, an irresistible force connecting them.

The more time I spend with you lot, the more I wonder if you forget to shift your brains from stone," she added with a grin.tGavin laughed. "Not our brains. Our cocks maybe.