Below is one of my favorite Indigo moments. When Jewel expresser her concern about heating things up and not finishing, Indigo has some medical information to share.
Another mouthwatering Indigo moment:
Indigo's take on Life
"Life isn't perfect. Think of
it as a designer dress you pull out of the closet. Beautiful, except for that
one little wrinkle where it was crushed. When you try to iron it out, you end
up making more. Choices are a bitch. Making the right one takes time, patience." ―Indigo
Fighting For Control, one of the first "almost" uncontrollable scenes in Fighting For You
The windows were fogged, the sound of our breathing so
heavy, I wasn't sure if it was caused by his breath, or mine, or the heat of
our bodies clouding the glass. I felt the weight of a single finger as it
rounded my breast, lightly skimming the silky fabric, all that stood between
his hands and my skin. The stimulating circle grew smaller until my nipple
tightened beneath his insistent touch, burning the tingling flesh beneath my
dress.
I had no control over my body that strained against
his, my hips that rocked with encouragement, overwhelming desire that flooded
my senses. I fought the urge to grasp the hardness beneath me, touch him
intimately, as he was doing to me.
When I moaned his name, he reacted by cupping my
entire breast, his touch growing firmer, lifting, almost ejecting my breast
from the garment's hold. Again and again he cupped and released until I thought
I would die.
"Indigo ..." I squirmed, feeling him harden
even more than I'd imagined possible.
"Baby," he groaned, "you have no idea
what you're doing to me. But if you want me to stop, tell me and I will. I'll
do whatever you want ... but I'm not going to fuck you ... not here ... not
now."
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