“I hope you aren’t visiting any libraries.”“Not exactly,” Keith said. “We are investigating some old manuscripts. What’s up?”“Don’... pretend you don’t know about the bombing at the National Historical and Genealogical Archives,” the agent growled.“Wait! Bombing of what? We were just there,” Keith said.“Imagine that!” Fry shouted. “You were just at the Kane Memorial Library when it blew up. You were just at the NHGA when it blew up. What library are you heading for now?”“We’re headed into Mainz,. One lingered on the two wounds on her neck where Devin had tasted her the night before. The other traced down to her breasts and began to nibble and suck teasingly. Meanwhile, the women's hands rubbed up and down her body, tickling along her ribs and stroking at her thighs. Calyndi's breath began to quicken as fingers drew tantalizingly close to her sex.There was a subtle shift in the vampiresses's actions, and while their erotic assault on Calyndi's body never stopped, they somehow managed to. Jeff’s body was so tantalizing right now. I wanted to make a few stops in la-la land before going cold-turkey. I wanted to bring myself to one last brink of insanity orgasm that would leave my clit pulsing for an hour afterwards. Gosh, good thing I wasn’t addicted to drugs. Quitting casual sex is hard enough. His hands brushed past my ribs, giving me a nice warm shot of liquid excitement. Jeff wasn’t hurried tonight, nor would he be, he had me thriving with his little pinkie. I closed my eyes. So he allowed copious amounts of oil to be massaged into him, frankly enjoying the sensation – and watching as Alistair’s control eroded by the minute.Finally sure they were both as ready as they could be, certain that Alistair’s arousal would overcome his nerves, he tugged on the warrior’s cock to coax him to shuffle down until he knelt between Zevran’s thighs. He was gorgeous, Zevran couldn’t help but admit, with his stubble and his perfectly mussed hair and his rippling muscles, and the.