“Pepper woke up thinking of butts.And nothing else.Ladies' butts.Skinny butts, big butts, saddlebag butts, flabby and firm butts, the kind that sit so high they seem like part of the woman's back, the kind that ride low and form a UU just above the thighs like in the old television commercials for Hanes Underalls, butts that wiggle and butts that jiggle, sagging butts and robust butts, butts that hardly make an impression under a pair of jeans; sidewinder butts and trumpet butts -- the ones so meaty they actually spread out until they appear to be a woman's thighs (ass so fat you can see it from the front), butts as knotty as acorns, butts as smooth as a slice of Gouda, butts with pimples and butts with cellulite, the kind that have pockmarks or red splotches, butts with tattoos and butts with bullet scars. Butts you can cup in your warm hands. Butts and butts and butts.In other words, Pepper woke up horny.”
“But why would Victor and Robert take her? And how the hell did two old men subdue a teenage girl anyway?”
“Booty Butt, Booty Butt, Booty Butt Cheeks”
“I see ridiculous stories about my butt, like how it has been insured. I feel like saying, "Hey, everyone has a butt. It's not that big a deal!" But I suppose it's flattering. Personally, I've always loved the curvy look. Even when I was a little girl and all my friends would be like, "Oh, my god, your butt's so big." And I'd say, "I love it.”
“ Quit looking at me like that, Rae," Sebastian rumbled. " Like what?" Raelynn purred and rolled onto her back, stretching her arms above her head. Sebastian growled, his eyes darkening with desire as his gaze licked over her. " Like you're ready to jump me."Raelynn shrugged. " I am ready to jump you," she said. Sebastian's butt flexed, making Raelynn smile lazily. She wanted to bite that butt.”