345 Quotes by J.M. Darhower

Holy fuck. This man and those hands... he doesn't play fair. At all. He presses buttons he's got no business pressing.

He curves his fingers, hitting that sweet spot deep inside. The unicorn found the fucking Holy Grail.Didn't even need a map.He navigated right there.

She blinks at me like I’ve lost my mind. Hell, maybe I have. “Are you insane?”“Potentially,” I say. “You?”“Am I insane?”I nod.“I’m starting to feel like it,” she mutters, running her hands down her face.

It’s torture, what he’s doing. I can’t see. I don’t know. But his mouth is fully on me now, tongue doing whatever it does, flicking and licking, sucking and fucking, completely devouring me, like he’s starving.

I close my eyes as he finger-fucks me. I whimper, groaning his name. “Lorenzo.”Pulling his hand away, he reaches for me, and I open my eyes in just enough time to see it as his fingers brush against my mouth. My lips part, and he pushes his fingers in, the taste of both of us on my tongue.

You and I, we can be the best of friends, but don’t expect to find your fairy tale under my roof. You got me?

Yeah, well, it’s really none of your business, is it?”“No.”“There you go, then,” she says, waving her juice at me before taking another swig. “Unless you’re planning to lick it or stick it, Lorenzo, keep your nose out of my business.

He curves his fingers, hitting that sweet spot deep inside. The unicorn found the fucking Holy Grail.Didn’t even need a map.He navigated right there.It feels so good I can’t make sense of anything else. It takes me a moment to remember he even spoke.

I scrub my hands over my face, groaning, as he makes his way up onto the roof. He’s giving me whiplash. Dealing with him is the last thing I expected to be doing tonight, considering I just saw him this morning, but now he’s here... well, he’s up there... and it kind of just makes me want to be wherever he is.