conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me a description for a book titled Sweet Persuasion about Incredibly, Sweet, Persuasion with the genre: Literature & Fiction, Erotica.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: "Incredibly intense and complex characters, delicious conflict and explosive sex scenes that fairly melt the print off the pages, Sweet Persuasion will have the author fans, new and existing alike, lasciviously begging for more." ---Romantic Times
  						  	
  						    	--This text refers to the <a href="/dp/1467651060/ref=dp_bookdescription?_encoding=UTF8&amp;n=283155">Preloaded Digital Audio Player</a> edition.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the first three paragraphs for this book.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Sweet Persuasion
  She wanted to take him in her mouth again and pleasure him. A light tap to her cheek made her blink and look upward. Was she so transparent?
  He reached up to direct the nozzle away from them and then guided her hand back to his straining erection.
  She worked back and forth, moving the foreskin as far up the bulbous head as she could before pulling it away, revealing the smooth top again.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me five more paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: She was wet. She could feel the creamy moisture gather between her legs, feel the way her clit pulsed and ached from the tension applied to her nipples.
  Hands cupped her buttocks, kneading slightly before spreading the cheeks. Shock raced up her spine, stiffening her muscles as she formed a protest with her lips. Before she could speak, Cole gently applied lubricant to the opening. His fingers smoothed over the cleft, spreading a generous amount in their wake.
  One thick finger slid inside her anus. Air rushed past her lips as she inhaled harshly. Back and forth his finger rasped across her delicate tissues, opening her wider as he spread more of the gel.
  Another finger joined the first, stretching until she was open to him. His fingers were large, and at first, her passage was snug around his knuckles but he continued to stroke and caress, adding more lubricant to ease his way.
  Her vision blurred and she closed her eyes to steady herself. She fought the waves of... She wouldn't say need. Or desire. She didn't want this man. She enjoyed his skilled fingers, liked the assault he waged on her senses, the wicked, sinful tune he played on her body. It was in part painful, and if she were honest, she feared her response to this pain. For she didn't find it distasteful. She wanted, craved, more.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the last five paragraphs.. End with the sentence ' Renewed hope, alive and strong, surged hotly through her heart.'.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: There was no censure or reproach, no disappointment. Just loving concern that made her throat swell and ache. She dropped her head only for him to cup her chin and tug gently until she faced him with watery eyes.
  His gaze softened, and the look he gave her was so full of understanding that she had to swallow back the tears.
  The tears that had so threatened and stung her eyelids slid silently down her cheeks. "I'm so afraid," she whispered. But at the same time, the heavy weight, the burden she'd been carrying around, lifted and took wing. She felt lighter and freer as hope unfurled.
  He pulled her away just far enough that he could look into her eyes. "The only way you could disappoint me is by giving up on us, because all I ever want you to be is mine."
  She curled her arms around his neck and raised her lips to his. For the first time, her fears subsided. Renewed hope, alive and strong, surged hotly through her heart.