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“Here’s to books, the cheapest vacation you can buy.”
― Charlaine Harris

“If a man has to say trust me, Gogu conveyed, it's a sure sign you cannot. Trust him, that is. Trust is a thing you know without words.”
― Juliet Marillier, Wildwood Dancing

“Gonna suck your dick so much the next few days. Gonna make you come over and over.” I gasp as I imagine it, him between my legs, his tongue doing things to me that I’ve been craving. “Come for me, Skye. Just me.” I nod as he continues to fuck into me, his movements stuttering, growing more frantic. My body is burning up, an inferno. This is worse than the first time. I can tell. It’s hotter, more feral. I always heard the first time was the most intense, but I can tell that this time is going to give Maverick a run for his money. He’s going to get very little sleep the next few days.”
― Cora Rose, Pit Stop

“I start to vibrate with euphoria as he knots me again and we fall onto the bed, our bodies wrapped against each other, our breathing labored. “It feels different this time,” I say, and he nods, kissing my broken skin. “It feels right. You and me.” “Yes,” I say as my eyelids fall shut. The last thing I remember is him whispering something in my ear, words that are foreign to me. And it lulls me to sleep.”
― Cora Rose, Pit Stop

“I’m not sorry about any of that,” I say as I shove the helmet on my head and meet his stare. I clip it under my chin and put my hands on my hips. “She was rude and I couldn’t stand it.” He blinks down at me, his hand moving toward the back of my neck. He squeezes it gently, pulling me toward him. His lips land on mine, a soft kiss that grows more fevered. I groan into him and hold on to his shoulders to keep myself standing. I can feel several emotions swirling through me, tightening around my chest. Relief, possession,”
― Cora Rose, Pit Stop

“and something else I can’t quite make out. But it makes my heart pitter- patter all the same. When he finally pulls away, my lips chasing his, he brushes a thumb across my cheek. “No one’s ever stood up for me before.” “No one?” I ask, breathless. “No one but you.”
― Cora Rose, Pit Stop