“Oh, God, Shannon. You're blowing my mind." Clint's morning voice was rich with passion.I wanted to correct him and explain that it wasn't his mind I was blowing, but my mother had taught me it was impolite to speak when one's mouth was full...”
“My protagonists are my mother's voice and the mind I had when I was thirteen.”
“You are blowing my mind.”
“Oh yeah; his chest still hurt from the blow she'd given him earlier, and was now throbbing quite painfully with wanting her. Keeping her lips occupied while being mindful she wasn't very limber, Ian maneuvered Jessie onto his lap and tucked her head into the crook of his arm to get serious about loving her mouth.”
“You're the only woman in the world I want to be amazing in bed for or to give mind-blowing, multiple oragasms to.”
“I think I am a child. Everything blows my mind.”