Scusi mia bella*, but it runs in the blood of all Italians to be skillful lovers. So you have to get used to this.
I cannot believe that you're still a girl. Your kisses don’t seem that innocent. They are driving me crazy.
If you were three times poor, I would still have paid attention to you and fell head over heels in love with you.
Everyone thinks to the extent of their own depravity,” #HenriettaLedyanova , #FatefulItalianPassion .
Don't be shy, dear. I'm too old for you to be embarrassed by me.” #RicardoAlonso , #FatefulItalianPassion.
He wasn’t looking for a soulmate. That would require having a soul to share, and he’d sold his off long ago
What the hell are you doing with my underwear?” He kept his response flippant. “I don’t have this color in my collection.
How was it that the one man who could take their company down appeared to be the only one who believed in her?
Taking over Kingston Shoes would be the final string that would unravel and cut them off from one another for good.
Kezia could’ve guessed from the soapy scent wafting over her shoulder. Soap and something else. The XY factor that made some men smell so good you just wanted to lick the nearest inch of available skin.
You’re like this frosting.” She swiped another swirl of it on her finger, stood and leaned forward to touch it to his bottom lip. “Pretty, momentarily pleasurable, but with no real substance or sustenance.