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361 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 14, 2022
“I need to touch your bones,� he said, palming my sternum, getting comfy. “I can’t get deep enough inside you, or close enough to you. I want nothing in our way. Not even skin.� He yawned, his voice sleep heavy. “I sound crazy.�
“You sound like a man in love.� You sound like me.
“Because love doesn’t waver with moods, Clint. It doesn’t question or doubt its existence. It isn’t based on whether or not the world around it will be accepting. And it doesn’t only want its presence felt when it needs something to fuck! Believe me, I know.�
"My hand shifted its possessive hold over his throat, to his ribcage and beyond, taking ownership over all parts of him, especially the parts inked with a roadmap of his love for me".
"If he wanted me all for himself, he’d have it, because I was in the business of granting his wishes. I needed him to want me that much. I needed him to want me even more. And Clint had always been good about taking care of my needs."
"Clint’s version of gentle was rough, his rough downright punishing, and his concept of punishing crossed too many lines and broke too many pieces of furniture to keep track of. The upturned nightstand now clinging to one leg was proof of that."
"We spent three nights there, bathing in the stream, eating what we’d caught, loving like wild men, and screaming our pleasure into the universe. Each night, we fell asleep sweaty, fucking ourselves unconscious, hands locked together, repeating strings of our vows."
"When did your feelings change?"
"When the curve of your neck stopped being just the curve of your neck. When it became a place I wanted to bury my troubles away. A place I hungered to breathe from. When the sun in my eyes stopped being a simple annoyance, but a plot of the universe to keep me from gazing at you. When seeing you do what you love stopped only being an inspiration of pride, but also an inspiration for my attraction."
He took over every cell, making it so they wouldn't function the same without him. He fed my heart, my ambitions, my body, and my twisted fantasies. He knew when to give, when to take and when to take more. he held court in my corner. He was the light in my darkness, and the forever in my forever-and-ever. Nothing good had happened to me before meeting Clint. Not even being born.