Fatima

“I cleared my throat and spoke into his kiss. “Sorry, it’s been a while.”

“You should expect to hear the same thing from me in about five minutes,” he murmured.

“Five minutes, huh?”

“I’ll make it the best five minutes of your life.”

I bit his lip, hard, then released him and looked into those intense blues. “Clock’s ticking.”
― Karina Halle, Sins & Needles

“You own me,” he said, water sputtering against his lips as his head bobbed at the surface. “You have lock and key, deed to the house, the welcome mat, all that shit. It’s all yours, baby.”

“I’ll have to take good care of my property, then.”

“And I’ll have to behave on and off the premises. I may be a little rowdy, but...I’ll use my manners.”

I sent him a small splash. “No swearing, invading personal space, or forgetting your pleases and thank-yous.”

A glimmer twinkled in his irises, and for a moment, it looked as if he was the one about to drown. “Damn straight,” he pulled me against him abruptly, nose to nose. “Now please get over here and fucking kiss me.”
― Rachael Wade, Love and Relativity

“Can you enter a house uninvited?"
"No."
"Why?"
"That would be rude.”
― Abigail Gibbs, Dinner with a Vampire

“Open your eyes, baby. Look at me.” He pressed his forehead down to meet mine, my eyelids fluttering open at his command. “Look at me and tell me you don’t want it.”

I peered up at him with unsteady breaths, hearing his throat work when I tilted my lips to graze his. The contact was feather light, my heart hammering through my chest at the feel of it. “I’m looking,” I breathed against him.

“Good. Because right now, all I want to do is rip your clothes off and make you come until you can’t stand, and I want your eyes on me the whole time, are we clear?”

-Jackson and Emma”
― Rachael Wade, Love and Relativity