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1 " You’re telling me you don’t feel it?”Feel it? I feel a lot of things.“When we’re together?” He slides his hand toward me on the bench stopping just shy of my hand. “Do you feel it?”I suck in a shuddered breath and press my thighs together.“You feel it.” The deep timber of his voice is like liquid sex.“You’re a good looking guy.” I hate the shaky weakness in my voice. “Every girl feels something around you.”“But I only feel something around you. "
― J.B. Salsbury , On the Sideline (BSU Football, #3)
2 " Guys like you don’t fall for guys like me.”He sits up and turns more fully to me. “Says who?”“Society.”“Fuck society. I think you’re gorgeous, Bex. Your presence charges the air in a room so that I can feel you before I even see you. What is that?”I pluck the front of my shirt and bring it to my nose. “Tide Clean Breeze?”“No, Brat” … “It’s you. "
3 " I really love you.” He kisses me once, closed mouth, and then again.I close my eyes and whisper, “I think…”Another kiss, and one more, this one a little longer with parted lips. “Yeah?”I feel him smile against my mouth.“I love you, too.”He’s on me again, this time without a gentle prelude, his tongue dips between my lips, his hand between my legs. “You’re not going to regret letting me love you. "
4 " I’m going to be so good to you, you’re never going to let me go. "