Tyler. His handsome, lion-eyed ravagement. His capacity for devotion. Which is so sexy. Why do so many gay men lack that? Why are they so distracted, so in love with the idea of more and more and then more, again?
His hands are holding my cheeks, and he pulls back just to look me in the eye and his chest is heaving and he says, "I think, " he says, "my heart is going to explode, " and I wish, more than ever, that I...
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Tahereh Mafi
I touch the tip of my finger to his lips. "There are secrets in here, " I say. "I want them out." He tries to bite my finger. I steal it back.
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Tahereh Mafi
I’m not a warrior or a goddess, ” I said at last. Adrian leaned closer. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re both.
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Richelle Mead
Lift your hips for me, love.
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Tahereh Mafi
My nails dug into his back, and he trailed his lips down the edge of my chin, down the center of my neck. He kept going until he reached the bottom of the dress’s V-neck. I let out a small gasp, and he kissed all...
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Richelle Mead
More Quotes By Michael Cunningham
You cannot find peace by avoiding life.
One always has a better book in one's mind than one can manage to get onto paper.
Beauty is a whore, I like money better.
Dead, we are revealed in our true dimensions, and they are surprisingly modest.
How often since then has she wondered what might have happened if she'd tried to remain with him; if she’d returned Richard's kiss on the corner of Bleeker and McDougal, gone off somewhere (where?) with him, never bought the packet of incense or the alpaca...
