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We're not messing around tonight, I informed him as we reached the main road.
I never mess around. I'm all business in the sack.

Just us two, stripped and spent, hearts beating together in the darkness.

Behind narrowed lids his eyes were ice, and they followed my every motion ...

I'm gonna fall in love with you, Kelly said. His words hung in the darkness, bright as candle flames.

Let's quit our jobs and fuck all day.

His pale irises had grown as dark as his intentions, lids heavy.

Oh." His hips bucked faintly with the moan. "I've got so much for you. So much. I wanna see it slip down your pretty chin when I fill that mouth up.

... his eyes looked different outside. Nearly blue, like a thick, antique glass bottle.

I studied his eyes. They were nearly a color today, a frozen lake reflecting a clear blue ...

I've put myself to bed thinking about you, the last two nights.

I really need to get better at participating in my own fantasies.

Call me traditional, but the whole manscaping trend turns me right off.

His eyes looked pale green this afternoon, the color of corroded copper.

His mood-ring eyes were neutral gray, summer clouds that threatened no rain.

His sharp eyes scanned everything, but they didn't dart. Nothing about him promised sudden movement ...

You taste so fucking amazing." He brought his head up and Laurel could see the violent rise and fall of his chest. "Sit on my face," he said.

Right now, though, the world spun on Kelly's cock. The sun rose and set around it, and I wanted it like I'd never known I could want anything.

He was the best lover I'd ever had. So far ahead of the competition, I couldn't even recall their names or faces.

You know your chances with me always get worse, the more you talk. And Kelly finally shut up. For a block, anyway ...

We're all just pinballs, getting bonked around wherever our upbringings kick us.

Wouldn't it be a waste to not try and stay with the one I liked?

Silence, please? I'm trying to watch this documentary." Laurel nodded at The Bachelor. "I believe one of the females is about to present to the alpha.

He watched her screen, her spell-checker halting at such spurious entries as "fuckwitism" and "Caliguliberal".

His irises were pale with a dark ring, gray like his self-designed uniform ...

Fuckin' my man in my bed," he said over Gabriel's shoulder. "You got some goddamn nerve, girl.

My flatmate's away for the weekend. If you fancied meeting against every wall in the place.

Nobody's fucked me that good in ages."
I laughed. "I didn't even get you off."
"You will. Unless you broke your hip or something.

Laurel had gotten plenty of head in her time, but never like this. Flynn fucked her with his mouth ...

Now you make yourself come, bitch. And I'll know if you're faking. You make that cunt clench around my cock or I swear to God I'll make you regret it

In the simplest language, spoken without a single word between out two bodies.

All I care about is your naked skin against mine and your hands on my body.

I just want to feel needed by somebody who deserves whatever I got to offer.

Yes, I would be very honored to corrupt you in whatever ways you like.

We just do as we're told we should. High school, college, job, marriage, kids. Like, one size fits all.

My soul had the flu.

Caring was all about surrender, in the end. The opposite of control. The difference between strangling someone and embracing them.