A man’s worth isn’t in how many women he’s had. It’s in how he loves the right one.

Julian walked over to the first dead guy, staring down with unabashed fascination. “Do you know how long it’s been since I had to deal with corpses? It’s been ages. I almost felt... legitimate.” He said the word with a shudder. “You never kill anymore, Leo. And Ben and Chase are far too lazy. Wolf, you’re my new favorite. You get an extra waffle tomorrow morning.

Those big green eyes were even bigger than usual as she stared at the two of them. For a moment, she looked like a kid who’d found the last cupcake on the planet.

So it's all good to go. Pound away, man!

It’s just a little guy-liner,

I’ve been fully instructed. I’m to hold you if you cry and rub some salve into your butt so it doesn’t sting anymore. I am not to play with your boobs.”Jack sent his brother a stern look.“Or anything else,” Lucas concluded with a gulp. “I can pat your back and try really hard not to get an erection.

I don’t think about that day the crazy lady tried to shoot Abby but got you instead. It was an awful day. When it does cross my mind, I turn it around and think about something nice, like Abby’s pussy. I just take a deep breath and picture it in my mind. It’s my happy place.

The wedding ring she’s wearing is collar enough,” Jack bit out. “I know. I put it on her finger. You can see that fucking diamond from space.

...Her body twitched from his magic. "What is this feeling?" She panted as she asked the question. Her body felt pleasantly soft. His motions slowed and became languid."It's called an orgasm," he replied in that slow, silky way of his. She loved his voice when it got thick like honey. Most of the time he spoke so quickly that she lost track. She liked it when his tone got deep and husky. "You should have one every time a man touches you. If you don't, punch him in the face.

Not that you’ll have any fun. I know my safe word, and I intend to use it.