Suzanne

“She is great," said Jared. "And beautiful. She's like a star to me, something bright and lovely seen from another world. She's someone else's sun. That's how all other girls are to me. You're my sun.”
― Sarah Rees Brennan, Unmade

“Suddenly his lips twitched. "I can feel you looking at me," he said in the softest wake up voice I'd ever heard. "I only hope you're a girl and not one of the drunken guys." My breath caught in my chest. I jerked my hand from him. Not taking his arm away from his face yet, he reached dowm with his other hand. And slowly ran his palm over my naked thigh in the direction of my bum. "Yep, definitely female," he purred. In panic, I held his hand in place. "Move another inch, Hunter, and you're a dead man."
"Matthews?”
― Anna Katmore , Play With Me

“Drawing in a deep breath for encouragement, I said, “I was wondering if, maybe, you know, if you weren’t doing anything at the moment and you liked me – as in liked me liked me – if you might consider letting me tie you up and have my way with you. For fifteen minutes.” Gawd,”
― Darynda Jones, The Dirt on Ninth Grave

“Though [Abraham Lincoln] never would travel to Europe, he went with Shakespeare’s kings to Merry England; he went with Lord Byron poetry to Spain and Portugal. Literature allowed him to transcend his surroundings.”
― Doris Kearns Goodwin