2 Quotes by D.C. Juris

Every inch of you belongs to me,” Afron whispered. “From your ears” -- he nibbled delicately at one -- “to your lips” -- another nibble -- “to your chest” -- a swipe of his tongue met Makara’s flesh -- “to your belly” -- a lingering tickle of the tip of Afron’s tongue in Makara’s belly button -- “to your marvelous, thick cock.

Why me?" I fought to bring my breathing back to normal."You treat me like a person.""You are a person," I whispered."Can I be your person?"He looked up at me, tears standing in his eyes. I chuckled softly, turned, and tucked him against me. "I think you already are.